"FRIEND"
The irony is not lost on me. What irony? That one of my books considers how two dogs understand humans, birds, maybe mice even, and not...
1000 Ways to Kill a Cat. One Way to Kill 1000 Cats. There has to be a more humane answer.
A couple of weeks ago a colleague at the library suggested that we pull "The Diary of Anne Frank" as a response to the rhetoric around...
THE CHEST: In honor of Solo, my favorite immigrant
September 29 I sense a shift in the wind. I was forced to endure the company of acquaintances and their observance to my needs and...
Experience not Appearance
January, ten years ago, I was shifting uncomfortably in my chair. I sat with eleven Guatemalan teachers. We worked in one of the...
Courage as a Synonym for Peace
My mind has been dancing around this post on the weekend prior to Martin Luther King Jr. Day. After being in charge of selecting books...
Cheers
During the week of New Year’s I didn’t pop the cork on a bottle of Asti in the refrigerator, nor did I write a blog post. The bottle of...
The Gift of Connection
I love holiday commercials, the warmness and color. Some are great for only those reasons because they’re just selling a car, a diamond...
Remaining Grateful and Patient for the Next Horizon: Some wisdom from Solo (on his birthday)
Today is my birthday My Friend says. No matter, I would consider it a great day. Everyone stayed home. I may lament freedom and...
'Tis the Season to ask, "What would I be happy without?"
Why did I have to be stopped by protesters on Guatemalan roads to pay attention to my father pounding “No Mowing” signs into the ditch? ...
