When I Saw Her Standing….
What if the lyric ended like that? No “there” was there (to paraphrase Gertrude...
Leave the Gun. Take the Cannoli.
A rat! I had heard my whole life to insulate myself from them, that...
What Would the World Be Like?
For Mother’s Day! When my daughter was four, she asked me a question. This...
In the Beginning
In a few weeks, I will make my yearly pilgrimage to Charlottesville, Virginia to...