So much beauty. So little time.
Keats wrote that a thing of beauty is a joy forever. But when does someone begin to recognize a thing as “beauty”?
Keats wrote that a thing of beauty is a joy forever. But when does someone begin to recognize a thing as “beauty”?
When chronic pain hits, brain fog descends. What do you do when you can’t concentrate?
The turbulence of late 1960’s impacted everyone, even a Junior High School student from a small town in Western Pennsylvania.
One of my greatest high school achievements was televised along with one of my greatest high school embarrassments. Here in Part TWO, we reveal the unforgettable outcome.
One of my greatest high school achievements was televised along with one of my greatest high school embarrassments. Here in Part ONE, we set the scene.
What do you do when your dead mother pops up? Look away?
What do you do when your dead mother pops-up? Pay attention?
It is 11 p.m. EST, and I am safe and sound asleep when the sun rises in Kyiv, the capital of Ukraine.
“It depends on what the meaning of ‘is’ is.” Remember the defining moment of the Clinton impeachment, indeed, perhaps the … Read More “Nothing to See Here”
On Sunday night, I lost power and missed the last 30 minutes of the “Game of Thrones” finale. I had … Read More “Game of Moans”