“Look, that building’s on fire,” my wife said, waking me. “They think an airplane hit it.” That last bit got my groggy attention.
For Memorial Day, I posted a picture of a World War II serviceman with a couple paragraphs about his service. I felt his
I like Dr. Seuss. I have since I was a kid. The quirky creatures shown in playful line drawings accompanied by whimsically cadenced
I first met her at a restaurant, a busy little place in an urban downtown. I was a young waiter and she was