It's almost finished. By the time this November edition will have hit your mailbox the Presidential election will have become history. The almost four year battle will be
I am not a happy camper. Like everyone else, I’m bored out of my mind and deeply concerned about the health of my family, friends and the nation.
By Allen Herman
My Dad was born in the Ukraine. My mother was born in Russia. When I was growing up they rarely mentioned their childhoods in Europe. It
Twenty five years ago my oldest son received a scholarship to the University of Washington Medical School. He never came home. My daughter went to visit him. She
We live in a rapidly changing world. Technology is turning things upside down. Social media certainly has contributed its share of “shake up.” Newspapers and magazines are no
Linda and I recently took a short road trip. (As I get older they have become shorter and less frequent.) We made it south of the Mason Dixon
Several years ago, thirty years before Columbus discovered the New World, when I graduated from college, I applied for a teaching position in the Philadelphia school system. I
I have a confession. While growing up I never saw eye to eye with my father. If I wanted to go South to Baltimore he wanted to go
My mother died when she was eighty-eight years old. She was quite a woman. She was very bright and way ahead of her times.
She embraced "feminism and liberated
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