Remembering my Mom

Yesterday was my mother’s birthday. She would have been 92. Throughout her life she retained her New England grace, and she coupled it with an acquired Southern charm. She was a high school athlete, an accomplished musician, a loving pastor’s wife, and a damned good mother even without prior training. Any social capabilities I have, […]

Victims of any trauma deserve to be heard

Now that we have heard from the children, will we be the adults? I was impressed, humbled, and inspired by the teenagers who participated in the March for Our Lives. The speakers stood in front of hundreds of thousands of marchers, knowing also that millions more were watching them on television, and still they spoke […]