"Granana, do you think we will ever take that vacation again?" I was tucking 9 year-old Thomas into bed at home aft...

I wrote this poem for my daughter Kelly's graduation from Bay Village High School.  At the time, I was working as the Public Information...

No one climbs aboard a bicycle and proclaims, “I want to crash and fall on my head.  Bring on the broken bones.” No one ...

I received this email from my daughter Kelly yesterday.  Go Kelly!  Go Danny!  Following in the family tradition of being plain-clothes ...

Michael took this picture (okay, I begged and whined a little asking for this angle and that) in the botanical gardens in Singapore.  I w...

August light turns in by eight and night comes early in the forest lullabied by crickets' chorus, shrilly sung crescendos by a choir tha...

All December we were boxed in -- by the weather and by deadlines. Three deadlines for me for books upcoming in 2010: ZOMBIES! EVACUATE THE ...

If we're going to the beach, you have to put on shoes. I don't want to wear shoes. Here let me help you. I can't find my shoes. ...