Smitty isn’t Schulte. He doesn’t drive a Cadillac and doesn’t hit his wife often any more. Schulte, on the other hand,

Sixty years ago, the two of us rode tricycles up a little hill behind our school. Nothing stopped us till

Dive under any skirt that floats your way, Amish or otherwise, metaphorically speaking.

Sagebrush on Broadway a Big Mac wrapper tumbles softly down the street Donal Mahoney

Christmas is now the Holidays. But Hanukkah is still Hanukkah and Ramadan is still Ramadan. Easter still has its name. The media needs more time

Handsome is as handsome does, Jeanie always said, when Donald was away on business.

When I was eight I jumped off a roof as if I had a parachute and broke a leg. He was there when I landed,

I turn the porch light on because it’s dark when I go out to find the morning paper. It’s still dark when I start back but when I’m on the porch I reach

I understand what you mean when you say you’re alone and hope someone rings your bell day or night but that’s not the case with me.

As we know, sometimes we can see the big picture by peeking through a keyhole. And in America today perhaps we can see better the state of innocence among young children by looking at a...

The soup kitchen opens an hour late. The rain finally stops and the hungry file in. They’ve had a long wait.

Miss Goody Two-Shoes’ sweaters aren’t too tight, skirts aren’t too straight and heels aren’t too high. She’s a swan gliding

Tommy is the only man for miles around who can knot a ti… Old farmers come to town on Satur… and wave from pickups with respect when they see Tommy on the street

I don’t see her often since she died but when I do it’s eerie over there at dawn or dusk.