My eldest son, a late bloomer like me, began his college career in August at the University of Virginia. I say he was a late bloomer like me, but that’s not entirely true. Nobody bloomed as late as I ...
The Littleton, Colo., massacre brought me back to my junior high school days in the Wilson Area School District, when I was picked on violently day after day because of my disability. Unlike Columbine ...
A few years ago, a colleague, Felix, gave me a sampaguita plant in a small pot. He had given me many other plants, but few survived to see the next season of American Idol. The joke is, my thumb will ...