Wait for the signal, y’all!

Wait for the signal, y’all!

Autumn glory. It’s inevitable that someone will land on this phrase to describe the wonder that is the magical transformation of forests and leafy parks during this annual change of season. My commute from home to the office has been a delight this year, observing the...
The Father’s Love Notes?

The Father’s Love Notes?

I’ll confess it’s probably as a septuagenarian that I make this observation, but I think our current dearth of handwritten notes is a telling sign of the disintegration occurring in our society largely as a result of the now ubiquitous, but mis-named phenomenon,...
Soaking up the Son

Soaking up the Son

We humans are absorbers. We absorb all kinds of things, toxic and non. We absorb everything that is in the air (allergy sufferers need no reminding). We absorb what we eat and drink. We absorb topical creams and ointments applied to our skin. We absorb data from what...
A Father and Son Banquet?

A Father and Son Banquet?

Even adapted to our 21st Century time frame, the story of the return of the prodigal son staggers the imagination. Having endured the scandal of his younger son’s outrageous demand, having read all the humiliating Facebook and twitter and TikTok posts while he...
Temporary vs. Eternal

Temporary vs. Eternal

Last week, upon checking in at a hotel on my return home, I was surprised to see an announcement at the front desk, saying: Congratulations on being chosen as Guest of the Day! DONALD F. I stood looking at it when the clerk asked, ‘Is that you?’ to which I responded,...