“Would you like one?” the hostess, Christine, asked Mabel, seated in a lawn chair amidst the sombreroed crowd. Mabel glanced at me to explain the small plastic cups on Christine’s tray.“ They’re called Jell-O shots,” I shouted through the noise…
“Would you like one?” the hostess, Christine, asked Mabel, seated in a lawn chair amidst the sombreroed crowd. Mabel glanced at me to explain the small plastic cups on Christine’s tray.“ They’re called Jell-O shots,” I shouted through the noise…
Have visions of colorful foil been dancing in your dreams recently? Have you detected the distinct aroma of coconut in the air? Have you seen rabbit tracks in your yard? Have you been drooling for no apparent reason?…
Upon retiring from the Navy five years ago, Francis finally experienced life without military fitness limitations. Like many fresh retirees, he felt a new sense of liberation when answering questions like, “Would you like a side of fries with that?” and “Seconds, anyone?”…
Only the lonely: What kills us doesn’t make us stronger
Recently, I’ve been thinking a lot about loneliness. Not only as it has related to my life, but as a state of being that affects humankind in general. I know what you’re thinking…
“Who died and made you the Dahli Lama?”