The facts of life

When our son was a toddler, he had Chris, a Cabbage Patch doll, which managed to survive three decades of moving with the military. The doll has an androgynous physique and  a gender-neutral name. Our granddaughters insist that Chris is a girl, so rather than his original coveralls, Chris now has a flower in her hair…

The mental illness next door

From the street, the house appears stately—generously-sized, but not McMansion steroidal. The entryway, circular drive and two car garage seem classy. A fenced yard safeguards an in-ground pool and surrounds a swing set, shed, patios and walkways. Moving closer dispels the favorable first impression. As you approach, inconsistencies surface: patio boards are splintered, paint on…

7 PRACTICAL STEPS TO A HAPPIER LIFE

A rose by any other name might smell as sweet, but how you feel about the rose depends on how you describe it. If you say, “I have to smell those roses,” you communicate a different message to yourself than if you say “I GET to smell the roses.” There are so many great books…

Gathering, with class

If not now, when? As years have passed since college graduation, I’ve envied classes that meet on a regular basis. My graduating class does a decent job showing up for momentous occasions. We had a good turnout for our reunion last fall; and when our West Point classmate, Dick McEvoy, was buried at Arlington National…