I’ve always had this fascination with World War Two and the subsequent birth of the American Dream. After the war, there were powers-to-be a...

Old(er) age is uncharted territory for me. I’ve crossed that River Styx and entered foreign territory. Like ‘walking point’ in the Nam, it’s...

It could be old age or the memories piled up inside my head that draw me back to my first office/cave in the basement. It’s like a treasure ...

Hard work and good fortune enabled Sharon and I to have a second home in the desert. It wasn’t by some fortuitous accident but rather our fo...

She was a simple farm girl who always seemed to have a new car while her brothers were still riding tractors. She could play at least four m...