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My mom passed away over the summer. I can hear your gasp, feel your condolences. And I thank you. But we’ve always kept our time together light. Today will

Ten Lenape Indian towns that once    dominated Bucks County’s wilderness

As I settle into my fifties – I can’t bring myself to say “sixth decade” – I am finding wardrobe staples just failing all over the place. Take my

I’ve been a 100% red, white, and blue American for 36% of this nation’s existence. I’ve never suffered the tyranny of unjust rulers, except for the times the

My children, one aged twenty, the other so close to eighteen, he’s planning his first alcoholic beverage during a family trip to the less strident European Union this

LITTLE KIDS are question-asking machines. “Why is the sky blue?” “How do fish breathe underwater?” “Why do I have a belly button?” “Why can’t I see the wind?”

As my children achieve milestones – graduation, college tours, new jobs – I find myself in more and more pictures. I’ve never been a fan of having my picture

I have discovered something amazing. But first, we need to talk about how I got there. I needed a book. Not just any book. A book on medieval Welsh poetry.

Well, I used to have three. But one day while cleaning, I noticed the diamond had disappeared from my engagement ring. Gutted — and a bit distressed — I told