He said his name was Mark. He was a retired house painter from Portland. He’d driven to the park with his son earlier in the week and they planned to head home the next day.
This isn’t political gamesmanship, it’s nasty character assassination.
A good beach dog possesses qualities that simply cannot be taught. They're dogs that can be unleashed on the beach and not ruin anyone's good time.
Sifting through a box of recently discovered photos of my mother’s family, I find nothing but profoundly unattractive ancestors and eccentricity.
If you had peeked into her room, you would have seen a frail, sick woman. That isn't what I saw.
For the next week I’ll be hiking with my sister-in-law, armed with nothing but bear spray, Swiss Army knives and our sharp wits.
Ever wondered what to pair with a nice can of Dinty Moore Beef Stew? Try a Cotes du Rhone or a Vino Nobile.
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Virginia Beach’s most famous developer, a man who’s financed his projects with tens of millions of tax dollars, is threatening to pack up and pull out of the resort area if good-government types are elected in November.