As we made our way across central Pennsylvania last weekend, my companion and I didn’t listen to the radio or CDs. Rather, we talked, entertaining ageless questions:“What do those orange balls on power lines do?” (They warn away low-flying aircraft.)“What did Kubla Khan decree in ...
An idea for a business struck me as I drove through Ohiopyle last weekend: guided tours to watch animals making whoopee in the woods.Wild Kingdom, indeed.What prompted my entrepreneurial rapture was a sign for whitewater rafting tours, “Wilderness Voyageurs.” Which I misread as ...
Did you hear the sound of the final nail being driven into the coffin of the American Dream?Although 2016 is an election year, I speak not of the withdrawal of Ted “Eddie Munster” Cruz from the presidential race. Nor do I refer to the seemingly doomed efforts of old white men to keep the ...
I love the 1940s: Great decade – if you overlook that World War thing. The cars were wonderful – stylish, and big enough to cram all the initial candidates for the 2016 Republican presidential nomination into one coupe.And Forties fashions were amazing. Women dressed up even when they ...
Each time I see someone taking a selfie, which is to say, every three minutes, I'm reminded that my family took few photos. Or at least they took very few of me after I was about 10, by which time I developed into a rather pudgy, crewcut, bespectacled adolescent with pants worn too high and ...
From time to time, as a public service, I feel it my duty to inform readers of stories they might otherwise have missed while avoiding the depressing stuff that’s on TV. Not in the news, but truly terrible and horrifying things, like Steve Harvey’s “Little Big Shots.”Such as the ...
