Because I wholeheartedly believe the old adage that says, “Tan fat is better than pale fat,” I’ve been spending more time in the sun this summer. My waistline plumped considerably during quarantine, and I’ve found that lounging in a bathing suit in my back yard is infinitely more enjoyable than diet and exercise. Despite my…
Remembering when patriotism came easy
I don’t recall exactly what I was doing that morning thirty-seven years ago — probably at home wrangling my big hair with a curling iron and applying frosted purple eye shadow — but I remember ending up on the courthouse steps at noon, dressed in a red robe. I was in the second row of…