This End Up

Today is Saturday, which means, of course, that tomorrow is Sunday. These days mean much more to me than just being the weekend. Saturdays and Sundays usually start with Coffee Time with my daughter, Sara. Coffee Time is the evolution of Snuggle Time. Snuggle Time began many years ago when Sara was very little. Back…

After a few days of what I will euphemistically call an intestinal inconvenience, as well as a deluge of thoughts ranging from naggingly worrisome to sublimely creative, I have concluded that humans have two digestive tracts. Of course, there is the one in the gut, and there is another one in the brain. I call…

Emma Gonzalez brought me to tears today. She took the stage and held the attention of the crowd and the camera for six minutes and twenty seconds. Emma, for those of you who might not know, is a student from Parkland, Florida, and a survivor of the mass shooting at Marjory Stoneman Douglas High School.…

Maybe for some, it is easy to dismiss Jon Stewart as just being a comedian. Maybe some people feel that his former gig as the host of a late-night cable talk show renders Stewart irrelevant. Maybe some even think that his profanity-spattered monologues warrant shunning him as crass or inappropriate. Those people just don’t get…

When our daughter Sara was little, she would often watch as my wife prepared so many cakes for the customers of her small cake business. Sara saw the batter being mixed and the frosting being made and she often wanted to taste the sweet treats. My wife would usually indulge her with a little sample.…