Taking Multitasking to Task
When I was adviser to Wayne County High School’s journalism program, I always joked that I was more a ring master for a five-ring circus...
When I was adviser to Wayne County High School’s journalism program, I always joked that I was more a ring master for a five-ring circus...
When I was growing up, my grandmother, who lived with us, cooked a dessert every Saturday night. Apple pie was everyone’s favorite, but...
The other day as I read Bed and Breakfast by Lois Battle, I came across these lines. “’I don’t mind doin’ them by hand if there are just...
He read the letter again, but could not take in any more meaning than he had done the first time and was reduced to staring at the...
With her hand in Graddad’s to steady her walk, the baby toddled down the sidewalk. Days of winter bleakness had kept them inside, but...
Introverts enjoy people-watching. Extroverts enjoy people watching. Jonny Sun, author, screenwriter. I like to watch people. They make a...
Serendipity is a word that has fallen into disuse, but there are few words in the English language that so graphically characterize the...
When a dear friend turned 50, she embraced that magical number wholeheartedly. Since we worked in side-by-side cubicles at the newspaper,...
A many-caloried banana split is probably the ultimate in dairy delights. It is usually large enough to be a meal in itself. Everyone has...
When a tree falls in a lonely forest, and no animal is nearby to hear it, does it make a sound? Why? Charles Riborg Mann and George...
Hush puppies cooked to a golden brown. Around 1910, following the tragic deaths of four brothers and a nephew in a storm at sea, a cod...
I have a thread box. It matches my button box, not only in size but also in purpose. The spools of thread filling this container are...
Recently, I’ve come across several magazine articles where the interviewer asks the subject: “What’s the best advice your mom or dad ever...
For of all sad words of tongue or pen, The saddest are these: It might have been! John Greenleaf Whittier Of course, the phrase is sad....
No memory is ever alone; it's at the end of a trail of memories, a dozen trails that each have their own associations. Louis L'Amour...
In all of my growing-up years in Dallas, Texas, I may have been served two shrimp cocktails, with a maximum of six small shrimp in each....
A small paper cut still hurts. A small pebble in our shoe can annoy us. A small paperclip holds a lot of paper… A small match can light a...
He’s a cute little third grader. His dark hair is thick and curly. His big, brown eyes see everything. And when he smiles, it begins as a...
Recently, I’ve come across several magazine articles where the interviewer asks the subject: “What is the best advice your mom ever gave...
I remember it well. I wore a new black sweater with large pink flowers woven into the knit the first time I visited The Butterfly Center...