Dredging up the Sandusky trial and the allegations that led to his conviction is among the least comfortable things I’ve ever written about. More than two dozen men ultimately came forward claiming they had been abused as boys while under his care. When those stories surfaced in 2011, they ...
It’s called America’s Game. It’s called the National Pastime. It’s played by the Boys of Summer. It’s a game of stories, a game of nicknames, a game of strategy, and a game of cat and mouse, and a game steeped in tradition. At least it used to be. Nowadays, it’s become a game of, ...
We’ve decided it’s time to send our dog over the rainbow bridge. It’s a hard decision when there isn’t a serious disease like cancer or organ failure—situations where you don’t really have a choice. A dog that grows really old is a dog that sometimes stays alive longer than it ...
Having borrowed Mr. Peabody’s Way Back Machine for this week’s VFTB, I thought it might be kind of nice to take another trip back to those Saturday mornings (by rule in our house, after our assigned chores were completed), and recall some of the animated adventures of some of our favorite ...
It is scientifically proven that positive words light up the front part of the brain which help people think clearly, solve problems, and make good choices. Whereas negative words put up a wall of defensiveness triggering a chemical response in the brain which impairs logical reasoning. This brings to question, why would we think we can reason and/or change the viewpoints of others through negativity, which according to science impairs logical thinking? Simply put, we can’t, which is evident throughout our current society. The Bible says, show me your faith without works and I ...
They are thieves. The bigger ones are bandits. What’s more surprising is that they are assisting our housekeeping efforts. I’m talking about the fact that we seem to be hosting a mini traffic jam on our deck in the middle of the night. They are eaters, but so far, the good kind. Two nights ago, as darkness set, Dear Richard was heading inside from our dinner on the deck. Since we had chomped down two luscious cobs of corn each, he was carrying the butter dish along with his dishes. Somehow, between the table and the living room door, he tipped the butter dish and the ...
