Looking Back, Finding MeaningI didn’t plan to visit my old house. Odd circumstances brought me there. Our friend’s mother died, and her funeral took us surprisingly...
Who Cares?Guest Blog by Patrick Lombardi “Who cares?” my mom says. It’s her go-to response whenever someone criticizes her baked ziti or grumbles...
My Brother, the Whale, and the DuckMy brother Marc and I were born exactly four years and 51 weeks apart. It was just my birthday, and on February 19th, it would be his. As...
The Bottom of the World BubbleRemember people? I’m not talking about your family or close friends. I’m talking humanity, unknown people. Drinking in a bar and talking...