Before we had labels for autism, ADHD and thinking disorders, Suzanne’s kid Charly was spoiled, inattentive, irresponsible and strange. Suzanne told me this story: “In the morning before school, I’d
Sometimes it seems life molds our dreams then smashes them to hell, Johnny Weissmuller and Carol Burnett have given us a cue. This is the place to claim your space and do a Tarzan yell! Cheatin’ and
I asked my friend Virginia Stem Owens, who’s written 13 books and many poems but never a haiku, if she’d write one for my blog. She was getting ready to go to a Lenten talk on Jonah. She called back
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