Every Sept. 11 I immerse myself in stories of that day — stories of heroes, stories about people who were in the wrong place at the wrong time, first responders, reporters, everyday people. I watch the memorial services and listen to special coverage on the radio.
Memory is a strange thing. Never blessed with a photographic memory, as I have gotten older, I realize what I do remember are bits and pieces of things…
A country is rapidly falling apart and helicopters are evacuating the last Americans from the embassy. We’ve been here before. Anyone with a rudimentar…
For a few fleeting moments prior to Major League Baseball’s all star break, it all started to come together for my Phightin’ Phils. The lineup was fina…
Do I have your attention? Once upon a time, when people browsed through a newspaper page by page, headlines were designed to catch the eye. To convey a…
Conan O’Brien bid farewell to late-night television this week (at least for the moment) and in many ways, it feels like the end of an era. He debuted l…
Like many with an interest in sports, I was captivated by a pair of feats that bracketed the week: Phil Mickelson’s PGA Championship victory last weeke…
A lot of words ran through my head Wednesday as hooligans breached the Capitol: Sedition and insurrection among them. A few I won’t repeat. I’ve become…
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