Those who are hurting from the loss of loved ones, no matter how long ago, this holiday season, I see you. I am you. Decembers have hurt in varying degrees since I spent a final Christmas week with my mother, dying of cancer in her 40s, in 1993. She passed days later. That sent me… Continue reading

May someone look and feel for you the way that Mary does for George Bailey when their eyes meet when they are grown up in “It‘s a Wonderful Life.” When that happens, love her the same and never leave her. Continue reading

One of my favorite stories to write as a young reporter had to do with weather, and every year someone had to do the traditional article about the chances for a white Christmas. I didn’t do that story every year, but I always tried, no matter where I was. It was always a fun story.… Continue reading