"Where do you call home?" a reporter once asked me in an interview for her newspaper. "Iowa," I said. "I thought you lived in Chicago," she replied. "I do," I...
On the day my father died, it seemed that everything else was trying to be born. It was Cinco de Mayo, and the world outside the large windows behind his...
My mom, who was 95, lived in an assisted living care center in St. Paul, Minnesota, and I drove up from Chicago one weekend for a visit. The pandemic had...
"Do we detect the reason why we also did not die on the approach of spring?" — "The Journal of Henry David Thoreau," April 6, 1856 This morning, as the...