Miles to Go

We hear them more often than we see them, depending on weather and altitude, but their sound is always unmistakable, approaching like a rising wall of power...

My 20s weren't lived online. They weren't posted, shared, liked, judged and sharply criticized, not on Facebook or any other digital platform. Don't get me wrong. Those and...

Remember how dignified air travel used to be, with hot meals, a choice of entrees, even warm chocolate chip cookies baked right on board those former Midwest...

"Honey, honey, get the fenders ready. Port side, PORT, that's LEFT, no, MY left! Jesus, this slip’s tight. When did this wind kick up? And where did this...

Our new roommate sleeps in a wastepaper basket (after she knocks it over to empty it).  She follows us into the kitchen. On every trip — no exceptions....

Whoa, wait a second. What just happened?  Did a whole bunch of Key Westers just manage to agree on something?  Did city government employees, politicians and business owners just...

 ‘Love’ isn’t strong enough. Our language is woefully inadequate. How can the word that describes our affection for, say, a favorite sweatshirt, be the same one we...

Masked men hefted coolers from car trunks and called insulting greetings across the parking lot the way guys do.  With rosters finalized and last-minute calls made to missing...

I realize there are enough truly troubling problems in the world today without me piling on with my own petty complaints. But I can’t be the only...

“Finished,” I said brightly. “Packed up, put away. Look at me, being all productive on a chilly Sunday.”  I was talking to Stan on the couch behind me,...