Mother’s Day is a day of celebration, but there’s a ritual element as well. Most follow a similar pattern: breakfast in bed,...
Em and I have been spending a lot more time together lately. Gone are the petty arguments, sneering tone, defensiveness and other...
Aerial shot of the Old Forge lakefront. Just northeast of Central New York lies a natural wonderland of 6 million acres, 3,000...
Skaneateles is so picture perfect, visitors stop mid-stride to admire this quaint storefront and that view of the lake. Visitors like Patrick...
Jaye only told me about the bears, the mountain lions, and the tragic deaths (“just seven in 30 years”) once she arrived...
What kind of mother is Hillary Clinton? I don’t care, and neither should you. No man has ever made his mark as...
Just before my older daughter, Jaye, left for college, we established an accidental, unspoken ritual: falling asleep together while watching late-night TV,...
My childhood Thanksgiving memories are practically nonexistent. That’s because my parents and I dined with strangers in places I never saw again....
Jaye and Em know where the fireflies live. Ask them, and my daughters will tell you: under the cedar trees where the...
When you go shopping for a bathing suit, it’s like stepping in quicksand. You browse the racks and carry armfuls to the...