For some reason earlier editions of ourselves took great liberty when it came to being silly on February 29th. Thankfully it was so seldom few people cared.
There was a rhyme I remember being recited when I was in school
In a Richmond, Virginia, bookstore I found a coverless book in the poetry section. There it waited for me, naked as a jaybird, with its signatures showing, held together by some of the finest hand-stitching I have seen in thirty-two years of
It was New Year’s Day, 1953. The weather was calm after some lengthy ice and snow storms throughout the mid-west. The temperature hovered in the mid-thirties. That was the day Hank Williams
In some parts of the world, mostly English speaking countries, a pattern of interlaced stripes is often mistakenly called a “plaid” instead of a “tartan.”
In Gaelic, plaid is the proper word for a blanket. When used in a context speaking
St. Martin is an island of exceptional and unparalleled beauty. It is also a place of diversity, contradiction, and controversy.
Unlike islands such as Aruba, St. Thomas, and Puerto Rico, St. Martin is not a “destination” island. Tourist opportunities
My parents brought me to America in 1957. There was very little work in the United Kingdom after the war and there were constant shortages; life was hard. But, life in downtown Rutland, Vermont, was great. There were plenty of jobs, there was always
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