Cardinals bicker and knock seed from the feeder. Doves parade below. Donal Mahoney

Alive just one week, the Luna moth plastered to my screen door under porch light is pale green and beautiful.

Jack, age 6, loves the iPad he uses in kindergarten. He already navigates the net to some degree. But when he accompanied his father to the Post Office, he sat quietly on a bench and re...

When Fred was a boy, he heard his… talk about Grandpa going to town d… to sell the bounty of his harvest. On his farm he had eggs, butter an… vegetables and meat. He’d buy suga…

We have something in common, a fellow I talk to now and then. We’re about the same age and perhaps the only ones in the diner who think our past lives are interesting. So when the two o...

A minister’s son married a deacon’s daughter after a long courtship. It was difficult at times doing everything right

You think it’s easy, embalming bodies in these nightmares I have every night, bodies a vulture

In 1920, my father, 16, was a guest of the British government. He was a prisoner of their forces occupying Ireland at the time, a group called the Black and Tans. One day he and seven o...

It is easier for a camel to pass through the eye of a needle than for one who is rich to enter the kingdom of God, Jesus told his disciples.

An article in the paper reports something one doesn’t see happen in America very often. Eighty billionaires, millionaires and others close to that level

Trumpelstiltskin is a fairy tale not written by the Brothers Grimm… It’s written every day by Fox and… America hears it every hour and half the nation loves it

A tractor trailer with slats and m… pulls up at a city slaughterhouse. The driver pulls the wrong lever and two thousand pounds of trotting cattle go for an easy

You have the back rent and come home from work and find everything in a mountain out on the lawn with the kids sitting on the curb crying

They’re starlets Hollywood has yet to discover, two nice young ladies who assemble sandwiches at the Subway Shop Monday through Friday at noon.

Otis was once a monk who took no vows, was free to leave the abbey and eventually he did. I met him over chicken wings