It is 12:35 p.m. on Wednesday, Aug. 3.
In a United States not so far away and not so long ago, common sense muscled lunatic ideas to the…
In a dark time the eye begins to see …”
In the 1968 film “Oliver!,” the murderous Bill Sykes’ doomed lover, Nancy, leads pub revelers in a round of “Oom…
As I have written before in this column, I am a word person.
We find them everywhere we turn.
For much of the flight from the Renton Airport over South King County and back early Friday afternoon, Jan. 27,…
One night in 2016, my wife, Ann, and I were cruising through the vegetable aisle of a local supermarket when…
My brother, Jack, and I were jabbering on Christmas Eve about all the things we’ve done in our lives that…
One of the important lessons the dawning of each new year has taught me is the futility of making New…
I remember fondly the build-up to Christmas in the Whale home of my childhood.
What madness overtakes otherwise decent people when they get behind the wheel of a car?
Looking today at the North Auburn home in which I grew up fills me with wonder.
Many sweeping generalizations stalk our land today, making no distinctions between diverse people and institutions, but lumping them into one…
Ah, the internet, the internet, let us count the many blessings of the internet.
I must have been about 9 years old when I started to do this weird thing.
I read somewhere years ago — I have forgotten where — that if a person cannot relish the puncturing of…
For the poor beleaguered voter in the coming elections, I offer this piece of advice — beware of the stealth…
Nobody cares. Nobody is watching.
Many crack-brained ideas are riding the winds in this country, noxious seeds bound for the ears of sympathetic legislators.