Days before he was set to throw a massive 60th birthday party, ex-President Barack Obama has scaled back the celebration due to rising coronavirus concerns.
You Don’t Have to Say You Love Me: A Memoir by Sherman Alexie “Despite some repetition, this is a powerful, brutally honest
The rest of the book concerns how and why the plane crashed. Various theories are possible and Hawley takes us back into
"Apple juice, ma'am," the young man responded. "I don't," he said. "But I know what she wants to hear." No, the places where
Read this headline and you're most likely thinking "Oceanfront" -- but in this case, the water body can be ocean, lake or even river. These ten hotels and inns in the Northeast US stand out for beauty, design, service and overall ambience.
Who makes a decision to pursue a doctoral degree at Columbia University, Teachers College, as a young married woman with a two year old toddler and another baby on the way? That would be me.
The economics are interesting. Today, Block Island has no electrical connection to the mainland, so its power comes from expensive and environmentally unfriendly diesel generation, which the Block Island Power Company bills at 24 cents per kilowatt-hour in peak season.
My husband and I trolloped around the island like gastronomads, looking for great things to eat. Some food was expensive and overwrought - and I encountered the worst lobster roll ever -- but mostly we were excited by what we found and continued our search for the sublime.
The two once had a tense relationship.
By Leslie Anne Wiggins for Architectural Digest. (photos: courtesy of Wallace & Co.) Also on HuffPost: The verdant nine-and
At Boston College I publish the majority of my writing through The Gavel, a progressive online publication now in its fifth year. As an editor of the sports section I own an unedited, raw window for my ideas. That said I try my best to create a voice for myself.
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How high must an American president get to escape the sweltering heat of the Washington summer? About 1,700 feet. That's how high Camp David, the official presidential retreat, sits in the relatively cool Catoctin Mountains, 62 miles from the White House.
On a humid Martha's Vineyard night, I drove across the street to our Performing Arts Center to see Art Garfunkel's concert. What I could not know is that short journey that I made would lead me into Mr. Garfunkel's profound encounter with what propels him into this world.
On a Saturday night at the Portuguese American Club in Oak Bluffs, Martha's Vineyard, a group of guys quietly enter the building, amps and instruments in hand. No roadies.
Falling asleep late Sunday night, all felt right in the world. My world at least. Gazing up at an ink-black sky littered by stars, my thoughts drifted elsewhere while I shifted restlessly on my friend's futon.
None of our efforts in life are ever wasted. We can't always see the reverberations of good intent, but they ripple forever outward just the same. Doing something out of love for another is no small thing.