We’ve been going through a bunch of old pictures at our house lately, having a good time reliving different parts of our lives and lots of events over many years.  This led to us...

My husband loves radios — or maybe I should say he loves radio.  Radio as a profession, radio as a hobby, radio in general. After all these years, he still becomes animated when taking...

Over the past couple of years my dog has been attacked four times while we’re out walking together.   She’s been on a leash and as far as I can ascertain is doing nothing...

I pass them frequently in the mid-sized city where I live.  They stand on busy street corners or freeway exit ramps —  ragged looking people holding signs cut from discarded cardboard boxes.  Signs that...

In a book I just finished, the author recommends taking a one inch square of paper — and on it, writing the names of the people you know who definitely will have your back,...

The neighbor two houses up the road from me moved here several years ago.  I heard he had come from Russia and I found out how to say “good day” in that language, though...

My parents met around the punch bowl at a gathering of the Newman Club in Madison, Wisconsin in the early 1930’s.  My dad had perfected a southern accent and when my mother asked him...

The people on my father’s side of the family came from Land’s End, the very southwest tip of Cornwall in England — very close to the village where the public television show Doc Martin is...

I sat in an office waiting room the other day, with one other person.  The man initiated a conversation by remarking that he intended to go up to one of the local mountains for...

We turn around and all of a sudden wonder who the old dude is, sitting in the car or on the sofa next to us.  And there’s a fair chance that he might occasionally...