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What do I really want for Christmas this year? Finally, my definitive list. A year ago last Thanksgiving, my wife and daughter asked me...

A late-night text exchange between the 21st century’s most influential marketing icons Monday December 5th, 3:35AM Malibu, CA KIM: u up?...

Opening a long forgotten box brings a reunion with childhood heroes Last month I finally pulled out that dusty box in the garage loft....

Feeding your ego. It all begins with daily planning and preparation Our egos just can't get enough calories these days. No matter how...

A scary encounter with kids forces Joanie to reflect on her faith A dark, overcast sky loomed over the Saint Cecilia’s parking lot as...

Carol Schmidt savored a quiet moment at her kitchen window. The weather cooperated after all. Streamers adorned the light posts in the...

Making a useful professional connection with The Vicar of Christ I was mindlessly scrolling through my LinkedIn TM  feed the other day,...

Boy, has society changed! And our beloved NFL must change with it. Out with the Lions and Tigers and Bears ! Next week the league will...

Remembering the singular genius of Eva Cassidy Twenty years ago my wife and I renewed our wedding vows. Several close friends and some...

All Aboard the Lady S! A lazy summer Potomac River inner tubing excursion leads me to another unexpected, hideous encounte r. It’s a...

As my future self grapples under the weight of hideous mistakes, I encounter the Mount Everest of Hideous Men. The day was January 21st,...

Could there be anything cooler than running into Bill Cosby at the DMV? Turns out, yes Yesterday I decided to use an off-Friday to...

TED TALK - an unplanned, unscripted interview with a beloved Texas statesman I was in Plano, TX earlier this month on business,...

The story of how Marty almost got me arrested Is this organic or not?   Just one of many grocery-related questions I never asked myself...

A year of COVID - a memoir March 5th 2020 A happy Hello  to my little Red Journal. I haven’t written in you for a long time, I see the...

History is always written by the winners. The history of America we learn in school depicts our forefathers as a plucky bunch of earnest,...

The art of knowing when it’s time to hang it up If my professional life were a round of golf, right now I’m probably on the 16th green...

Driving to work, lost in thought, I found myself recently in an all too familiar place. deeply depressed No meaningful conversation with...

Some things are just better left unsaid - until you reach that point of no return. Cassie Hunt strolled through her mother’s front door,...

Ode to an unknown local blues singer Last week I was paging through The Penn Stater , and ran across some responses to a recent article I...