This morning I decided to start my day with meditation, previously a daily practice that I have neglected during the last several years....

This December 25th I will have 82 Christmases under my cap. I'll admit that I don't remember each and every one, but I recall 1952....

I was talking to my friend Anne the other day. We were exchanging stories about our childhoods growing up in Northeast Philadelphia. She...

This past weekend our family cheered my sister on as she received her membership key to the ever-growing club of octogenarians. Of...

A sudden rush of happy energy would race through my entire body like a surge of static electricity when from my back bedroom, upstairs on...

Part 1 Decisions, Decisions The setting for this story takes place during the school year of 1958-59, my senior year of high school, but...

These blog stories draw inspiration from my own experiences as jotted down in the piles of journals that span decades. Today’s story...

Stretched for about 300 feet down the block of row houses where I lived, were a variety of car models lined along the curb. These...