Last weekend, the Carpenter celebrated his 50th birthday in grand style. And do you know why this…
WriteOut of Her Mind
Out there in the crowd
The barriers are up. The stages are being assembled. The grounds are starting to take shape, and by…
Pause summer
Somebody please push pause. Hit the button. There is still time. I’m not ready for summer to…
Catch and release
Sometimes you have to believe in spirits. You just do. Especially when your mother assures you that…
Hello, routine
Oh routine, how I have missed you and your scheduled ways. You have arrived in the nick of…
Harmony’s price
The Carpenter is an avid reader of the Advertiser – partly because he likes to read…
Shut the door
Look, before I even begin, let’s be clear: he would have died anyway. He was a goner long…
The lake
According to doomsday guru David Meade, the world was set to end last Saturday. It was all over the…
October
October may be the best month of the whole year for a multitude of reasons, not the least of which…
Happy Trails
It’s amazing what we take for granted in our everyday life. The Thanksgiving long weekend…
Eighteen
There are parents who threaten to embarrass their children when they bring home their first serious…
Fully, completely
Writers write. It’s not a choice; it’s a voice. It whispers when you sleep, talks when…
Art gallery
The Carpenter and I had trouble planning our 18th wedding anniversary. Lack of a budget, lack of…
Remember them
If war has taught us anything positive, it is the infinite resiliency of the human spirit. In the…
Fortune cookie
This column is a tad risqué. It is intended for mature audiences, (though the story is about…