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When good grammar goes bad
The other day, a friend showed me an Instagram post she had received from a massage business in New York. The caption read, “special on all mess...
Taking stock of our place in the universe
Our Halloween candy is finally gone. Fewer and fewer rotting pumpkin carcasses reside on porches in my cookie cutter community. Santa statuettes march...
In the mood for a movie
A few weeks ago, I purchased a book at the local bookstore that I’d never seen before. The title was so intriguing, that I decided I had to take...
Offering hope instead of hate
Last weekend I went to church and was aware of a discomfiture that I don’t typically feel in church. The weeks before that Sunday had been diffi...
Blessings of autumn are here
This weekend we enjoyed a number of Halloween and autumn-related events — parties, trick-or-treating, and pumpkin carving among them. This autum...
Gone but not lost
More times than I can count in the past 20 years, I’ve used the expression “we lost mom in 1998.” Of course, I mean that’s the...
Nostalgic tunes are guilty pleasures
Last week I was listening to WTCR in Troy and they delighted me by playing a song that took me back to my very young childhood. It was “Does You...
Diet no match for football, weather and detours
For most of my adult life, I have waged war with my weight. Although I have won some battles, I fear that in the end, I will not be victorious. I know...
Life in the Twilight Zone
There was an old television show called The Twilight Zone which still gives me the willies 40 years later. Unlike the monster and horror movies of tod...
“Changing the culture” of sports cliches
When I was growing up and watching football with my dad, I learned the stock phrases that related to the game. By the time I was 10, I knew what a bli...
