I’d forgotten that toddlers sometimes sing in their sleep.
Thai Soccer Team Rescued Us
Bulletins about the 12 boys and their coach, trapped miles underground in a serpentine cave, have captivated many of us. We're hungry for a story that can't be hijacked and spun by political operatives.
Wearing The Uniform
These young officers know they will never be rich. They know that some in the city will instinctively hate and distrust them. They know that every call they answer will be fraught with danger.
Don’t Let Spoilsports Rain On Your 4th Of July Parade
A couple of eggheads - including one from Harvard - want you to think twice before flying your flag or taking your kids to a parade.
Newsrooms Attract Psychos
Every single journalist I know has a story about a freak who badgered, stalked, harassed or threatened him or her. Most never bothered to tell a superior, let alone law enforcement.
America The Beautiful
Sitting directly in front of us was a boy, about 5. When he spied the man’s missing leg he swiveled completely around and began to stare.
He’s Back
For much of 2018, however, he’s been back at the Beach, working for an undisclosed benefactor or benefactors. Holland’s been doggedly doing what he does best: using the Freedom of Information Act to sift through thousands of documents and emails.
Stop Me Before I Kill Again
Unaccustomed to life-or-death decisions, I did what seemed right at the moment.
The 1960s: When Women Were Housewives And Men Wanted To Be Cowboys
Once you go down the rabbit hole of old commercials you find yourself transported back in time.
Little House. Little Minds.
Pity Wilder didn’t have the foresight to know that risk takers - like her parents - who rode covered wagons into the wilderness, lived in sod dugouts and buried their babies on the prairies would someday be regarded as white supremacists instead of settlers.
If only she’d cast her parents as villains.
Take A Liberal - Or Conservative - To Lunch
Maybe this would be a good week for us to vow to spend a pleasant meal with someone who voted differently than we did in the last election. Not with the intent of changing their minds, either.
Breaking My Silence
Is it asking too much that “breaking one’s silence” ought to mean something? There are times when folks actually do wait years or even decades to speak about delicate events.
Politics. Virginia Beach-style.
The all-you-can-eat-taxpayer-funded buffet could close down and developers might have to start paying for their own projects.
The horror of it all.
Watch out, Napa.
This stretch of highway may may seem to hold nothing but warehouses and weeds, but apparently this is Virginia's wine country.
That Ballerina Moment
I could feel the art lovers staring. Laughing, no doubt. Waiting to see if the old woman would get up or just lie there on the bike path and expire in the sun.
Sunburned Slobs
The sun doesn’t set until 8:25 p.m. this time of year in Virginia Beach, located at 36.8529° N, 75.9780° W, which means they were having backseat sex in broad daylight, on a city street lined with historic brick sidewalks that families use to lug their beach paraphernalia and where kids ride their bikes.
Life With Dad Was Never Boring
Growing up in our house was like buying a ticket on a high-speed crazy train. Sometimes that ride was exhilarating. At other times, it was frightening.
State Of Newspapers Is Grim And Gloomy
As a writer who spent her entire adult life as a journalist, this study confirms a terrible truth: The industry I loved and labored in is failing.
Messy Suburban Mystery
After viewing this body of animal-droppings art, I realized two things: First, this was a talented photographer, considering her subject matter was decidedly unphotogenic. Second, not all dog excrement looks alike.