Opinion


Dear disability

Dear Disability, Half a century. That’s how long I’ve been on this earth with you. That boggles my mind. I’m angry. I’m grateful. The childhood memories with you become more…


Quinkydinks

When my son was a young man, if something unusual would happen, my wife or I might use the term coincidence. Unable to say the word, he pronounced it “quinkydinks.”…



Bittersweet joy

If you’ve ever lost someone, you know that certain days, songs, anniversaries, stories, holidays, and milestones can evoke emotion from the deepest part of your core. Out of nowhere, something…



The power of five

My grandson, Jacob Baker, will walk across the stage and be handed his high school diploma in a few days. Then what? If Jake knows anything about his Grandma Janet,…