Don’t Pity the Bottom Feeder
One of my favorite memories of growing up was spending a Saturday morning fishing with my dad at the Bordentown, NJ, intersection of the Delaware River and Crosswicks Creek (do
One of my favorite memories of growing up was spending a Saturday morning fishing with my dad at the Bordentown, NJ, intersection of the Delaware River and Crosswicks Creek (do
My wife Evelyn and I will be married 51 years come June 8th. In all that time, we have come to know each other fairly well. And yet, there are
Call me a sorehead, but there’s something that bothers me. Now, I need to offer this disclaimer: I’m not minimizing the tremendous sacrifices and over-and-above dedication of our nation’s first
A few weeks ago I visited our local Sam’s Membership Warehouse ISO Charmin toilet paper. It was my third attempt, with the same result: crickets on the shelves. I arrived
My biceps were sore when I got up this Wednesday morning. That’s usually something I would report to my older daughter’s “Let’s Do This! Challenge” page on Facebook after a
“The coronavirus pandemic.” Those words have become a news media logjam. Just this morning, wife Evelyn and I were watching CNN. From the time we began eating breakfast until we
Rachel Carson would be so angry with me. After years of keeping her best-selling investigative book, “Silent Spring,” in a storage box I finally read it last year. It wasn’t
The state fair. Six Flags. Walt Disney World. Your birthday party. Each of these is one event in time. For the most part it is expected that we will enjoy
What can I say that hasn’t already been said? As with virtually everybody who’s not a hoarder, we are finding it difficult to restock some supplies due to the empty
Part of my weekly discipline is to draw two cartoons on Tuesday. These cartoons I share with three people on a regular basis. In order to do that, I need