The fruit of Thanksgiving. Thanksgiving is the story of a people in search of a new beginning. In 1620, the Pilgrims crossed the Atlantic hoping for freedom—to worship, to live without persecution, to begin again. They risked everything to gain the very gifts we often take for granted. Their first winter was a season [...]

A question that’s getting harder to answer. I had breakfast with some buddies last week, and this is what we talked about. Not that any of us are facing such a crossroad, but we have kids—in some cases grandkids—who are still sorting out their lives. I’m glad I walked that road a long time [...]

Karen and I will be on our own this Thanksgiving. There’ll be no bantering, no loud arguments, no too-many-cooks-in-the-kitchen chaos. You know what—we’re okay with that. Oh, we’ll miss the chaos, at least on one level. We love filling the kitchen with family and friends, breaking bread—or turkey, in this case—and sharing life as [...]

The first line of the song For What It’s Worth, by Buffalo Springfield—the rallying cry of the Baby Boom generation against the Vietnam War and the traditional mores of their fathers’ generation. They spoke out. They marched. They brought about a cultural revolution. The results? Some good, some bad. But the country was definitely [...]

What a stupid idea. The news sent me deep into a rewrite of one of my previous novels, the best place I go to escape sadness. The horror of Charlie Kirk’s assassination left level-headed people aghast. I mean, how can anyone celebrate the death of another human being—guilty of nothing more than standing up [...]

The memories behind the songs. (Some weeks ago, I submitted a series of posts on some of my favorite songs and the memories they elicit whenever I hear them. This is my final post on this subject, but please send me comments on your favorite songs and memories. I will post them in a [...]