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So, who are these schmaltzy, saccharine Mother's Day cards for? Not my mom, that's for sure. Picking out a Mother's...
Every day I read about current events on my computer, and every day I am amazed at how goofy some of the news reports...
From the Ground Up: To barbecue or to grill?, by Ann M. Evans & Georganne Brennan
Sunday May 13, 2012
Last month, Ann took me on my first tour of the southeast – brief, but we covered territory from the border state of...
"Pray for me," is a statement I see quite often Facebook, and usually it's been posted by my Christian friends. Generally...
This is the only childhood photo I have of my mother and I together. Like this photo, our relationship is faded, tattered...
A recent study found that Islam and Mormonism were the two fastest growing religions in the United States. The...
Once again, my professional life has stomped all over my burgeoning writing career. I know, it is extremely selfish... read more»
Bombshell video captures Walker admitting 'divide and conquer' strategy to take down unions,
by Brad Friedman
Sunday May 13, 2012
Wisconsin's Republican Gov. Scott Walker has insisted, publicly and consistently, since the incredibly contentious...
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It’s 3 years today. She put up a fuss, and then she closed her eyes. Gone. Officially gone. I wasn’t with her when she...
Let's make a deal: I show up and play Angry Birds, you give me an A, by David Lacy
Sunday May 06, 2012
One of the most common queries college professors hear is, “I couldn’t make it to the last class; did I miss anything...
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On Mother's Day, May 13, 1990, my brother Ken shot and killed his girlfriend at a lounge on Parker Road in Fairfield, California and then walked outside and killed himself. The most horrific memory of that day for me was standing in the doorway of my mother's room with my sister in law Patty watching my brother Orvis sit with our mother and other brother Tony about to tell them what happened. Orvis, Patty and I had heard the shocking news moments before from the coroner's investigator and a friend of Ken's. It seemed like an eternity before Orvis finished the story and the room exploded in grief.






































