When I listen to the insults and accusations political candidates continue to level against their opponents, I want to throw up my hands. I find myself wishing for an earlier era when politicians were more civil, when the world was stable and people were in agreement.
It was during the ‘60s, when the Beatles were rising to fame, that I learned to play the bass guitar. Since I have never been a big fan of reading music, I learned to play by listening to records – yes, the vinyl 33 1/3 ones.
ew York Times columnist Thomas Friedman observed in a column he wrote in 1996 that “no two countries that both have a McDonald’s have ever fought a war against each other.”
ood news: The anti-mask mandate movement is gaining steam. Americans yearning to breathe free are waking up from their pandemic stupor. Common sense and constitutional principles, now more than ever, are vital to a sovereign nation’s health.
It's the time of year when fruit and vegetable stands have popped up everywhere and vendors at the outdoor markets offer a bounty of locally grown produce.
One of my best friends won the Pulitzer Prize for editorial writing this year. Obviously no slouch, Jeff Gerritt has long earned journalism awards of every kind, since his days at the Detroit Free Press when we first met.
Some very unusual times are upon us. COVID-19 and its resounding impact around the globe leave so many of us shaking our heads in bewilderment over the events of the past several months.
In the early days of the COVID-19 pandemic, uncertainty was everywhere. Would the virus spread, and where? What did this mean for day-to-day life?
New beginnings are always exciting: weddings with candles and flowers, beautiful bridesmaids, handsome groomsmen, laughter, toasts and dancing; the birth of a baby wrapped in blankets, showered with gifts; graduations with speeches about dreams and possibilities; a new job; a new home. Start…