Two men and a truckload of gratitude
If Big Guy A and Big Guy B had arrived on our doorstep—unannounced—under other circumstances, I might have been tempted to hit the panic button. As…
A moving experience
Given that the average person sheds about eight pounds of skin cells in a year, I am literally going to be leaving part of me behind…
A writer’s most important words
The Turin Shroud and the Holy Grail top the list of famous religious relics, but I’m more interested in the End Table of Nazareth. Maybe there’s…
Rumors deserve a shiver, not a shrug
I’ll never forget my first serious mistake as a rookie reporter. My combination of ignorance and carelessness still drives me to double- and triple-check something that…
Clowning around at conventions
Trade shows are kind of like the circus, only without the sawdust. And the hotdogs cost a whole lot more because the fast-food vendors know there…
Taking time to see
Don’t ask me to slow down and jump in the leaves, because I am going to be thinking, “Yeah, right. And who’s going to have to…
My personal ‘scan disk’
I am not the techiest of people: if something has more than two buttons, chances are I will press the wrong one. My wife, Marcia, has…
Knocked off a stolen high horse
It’s not nice to gloat, but it’s hard not to derive at least some measure of satisfaction from the journalistic squirming going on in the UK’s…
Lazy dogs and neutered news
As a third-generation journalist, I grew up hearing stories about how they used to do things in the old days. One of my favorites was about…
Stuck in the middle with who?
You may have given some thought to which famous people you’d most like to host at a dinner party, but I want to know who you…
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