The great George Jones sang what he lived
George Jones, the greatest country singer of all time, was a cat with nine lives – at least. He was...
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Farewell Minnesota, it’s been ‘nice’ knowing you
I will soon trade in the snow and cold for wind and possible earthquakes. Yes, you read correctly. I'm moving...
Two thumbs up for Roger Ebert
Thumbs up! Two thumbs up for the late, great Roger Ebert. News of Ebert's death last Thursday left me sad...
Volunteering provides glimpse of colorful tradition
I was recently introduced to the southern tradition of the Kentucky Derby while volunteering for a local fundraiser for the...
Boston wins; terrrorists lose – again
What does Chechnya have to do with runners and spectators in the Boston Marathon? For that matter, what does Chechnya...
The film ‘42’ proves some stories are worth retelling
The recent release of a documentary on legendary athlete Jackie Robinson has me ready to swing a bat and break...
April is, indeed, ‘the cruelest month’
T.S. Eliot began his 1922 poem, The Waste Land, with these words: "April is the cruelest month, breeding lilacs out...
Annual walk reminds me of my sister’s journey
When my younger sister, Beverly, was born, she was so small she could fit in the palm of my mother's...