Op Ed

I even went so far as putting on the hat and beard as I wrapped Christmas presents in the attic, and now that is all gone. I'm hanging up my hat and beard. Bah, Humbug!

The first three seasons of M*A*S*H shine brightest.

Teaching while wearing a mask is like swimming in a raincoat. Oh, and also while wearing a pair of galoshes and strapping a twenty pound dumbbell to your neck.

September 11, 2001. Even after 20 years – we're still not getting over it. And with good reason. This date – like December 7, 1941 – will indeed live on in infamy.

Despite that lovely opening act, it was the Parade of Athletes that broke my heart.

Seeing a film in a theater for the first time since the pandemic started was at first an unsettling experience.

The U.S. government released a report about UFOs on Friday, June 25, 2021, and it was more than meh. It gave us nothing of substance.

The parent complaints about summer vacation started in early June.

Whenever Memorial Day comes around again, I am always reminded about how lucky I am that my father came home from the war.

In these waning days of March 2021, I have been inflicted with a deep and abiding March sadness.