A woman was seated next to me as we waited for the debate to sta… The candidates were late taking th… She said she shouldn’t have come because she couldn’t vote for eith…

It was a mistake to take home economics out of the curriculum at so many high schools, says Wally, a retired teacher who has an ongoing interest in education. He taught high school for ...

Decades ago a small college out in the boondocks put Ambrose, a freshman, on a Greyhound Bus to attend a student convention in New York.

She’s been a widow a year now and at times she still misses him when she drives past the steak house where he

He’s at least 70 now and has never forgotten his childhood. He lives with that child every day… He remembers that Thanksgiving Da… his family had parched field corn

They have a few bucks, the 62 richest billionaires in the… The Big 62 have half as much weal… as the bottom half of the world’s… according to Oxfam International.

Not a leaf left on the crabapple t… instead little red apples hang like ornaments on a Christmas tree… Little red apples that spend most of the winter covered with sn…

My wife’s upset because I won’t answer the phone in the middle of the night even though the phone’s on my side of the bed.

You’re an old man in a nice suit and tie out with your wife at a fancy function with nice people

Simply because anchors have little to say means they’ll keep saying it till others believe. This is America.

Bill hates to go to parties but he loves to go to wakes. One of the advantages of being old, he says, is that there are fewer parties to go to but a lot more wakes. At parties he finds ...

Maury’s wife frets about growing old withering up and sagging so it’s up to Maury

Oliver Jones, now gray and grizzl… cut the Miller’s lawn for years.… a victim of Agent Orange, Oliver’… almost as old as the Millers, his… Recently he’s left ridges and tuft…

There are pockets of them everywhere, quiet and discreet. Usually they meet once a week

As autumn turns colder there’s only one moth fluttering at midnight around the porch light. He’s the last of the flock