January 2014

I grew up poor. In a Catholic school with uniforms and predominantly wealthy classmates. We weren’t, like, destitute. The lights…

In the 1860s, despite relatively widespread use of keyboards for writing and professional communication, businessmen investing in typewritten communications were…

Chest heaving, tears running down my face, the words pour out of me. I couldn’t hold them in if I…

I live unsustainably. I’ve known it for a while, but it really became evident when I was kicking around how…

There’s a U.S. military arsenal not far from where I live—adjacent to the small township in which my ex-wife grew…

Even holed up in a hospital bed for the first time since 1970, my father was still sympathetic to my…

I threw in my lot with most of you a long time ago. And by “most of you,” I mean…

The bitter cold moved in throughout the evening Monday. Even with the house thermostat set to 71 degrees, and the…

“So what you are saying is, I need to help you around the house and with the kids whether I…

I was pacing around the house as I often do while talking on the phone. We were discussing the Cleveland…