Dear Readers: My assistant editor, Frank (the frog) is hopping through Europe presently. I’ve begun writing to him to keep him abreast of happenings here. Below is the first of, hopefully, many letters to him, as he travels. Dear Frank, Do you
Having a great Thanksgiving Day with my son, David, 30 years old, who is diligently studying for his law school exams as I simply basque in spending time with him, given his hectic schedule. On this quiet, cozy, rainy day,
“Honor the Dignity of The Child” — That’s the sign I made and placed on the hall mirror when my children were little. I wanted a reminder that those small beings I birthed had the same right to respect and honor
Dear Frank, You may remember my crotchety old Aunt Fannie. I loved her very much, but she was chronically and woefully negative more often than not. My brother, David, and I used to play a game where we would think of
"Unforgettable in every way And forever more, that's how you'll stay. That's why, darling, it's incredible That someone so unforgettable Thinks that I am unforgettable too" --written by Irving Gordon in 1951, sung by Nat King Cole Most everyone, I imagine, wants to feel unforgettable. What
While listening to some oldies recently, one of my favorites came up -- a song from 1963. Do you know it? It's about summer love, entitled "Yesterday's Gone" by Chad & Jeremy. The refrain goes: "But that was yesterday, and
Post and Courier, Charleston, South Carolina Editor’s note: Jane Spelce served as a United States Peace Corps volunteer in Paraguay, South America, from May 2013 to May 2015. She served in two communities, Yataity and San Bernardino. Prior to joining the Peace
These days, bonding between family and friends seems more important than ever before. I tend to hurriedly run past the potential sometimes, but those everyday acts that support and encourage a sense of belonging and connection can carry such great
There I stood in my jeans and bright blue embroidered top, sporting my newly highlighted bob haircut. The woman at the counter swiveled the iPad towards me to sign for my breakfast charge at the well-loved Baguette Magic on James