"Again, you really need to put on pants."
"Is it too late to bring back the old Trump?"
Why, in this season of joy, are we so often brought to the point of tears? Well partly it's because the past, as Mr. Faulkner said, isn't past. It's always present, swirling around us, reminding us of who we were, are, and ought to be (and maybe where we ought to be, and with whom).
Here's a challenge for all of you Christmas trivia buffs out there: Name the first-ever animated holiday special produced especially for television.
To know me is to know that my founding literary idol is Charles Dickens, to whom my collection is dedicated and for whom the introductory poem of my book was written
A dentist Ray Testa, who is 58, leaves his wife Angie, to run off with his 31year-old hygienist, Shelby. At the wedding he announces: "I now belong to an incredibly exclusive club. There are not many men who can say that they're older than their father-n-law."
Did Ebenezer Have It Right From the Get-Go? The study authors concluded that acts of generosity failed to prompt exact or
It's never too late to make things right in the world and try to be better people and, most importantly of all, pay your blessings forward.
My Christmas wish is that someone uses a Dickens or Jacob Marley connection to help our elected officials with their much-needed wake-up calls. I think a visit from a few ghosts who could show them the past, present, and future might be in order.