Some years ago now, I walked through the valley of the shadow of death when I sat for several days at the bedside of my

It’s an odd title, Mystery Having Eight Mothers, and she didn’t have an editor. You can’t help but smile at an occasional misspelling, and often there’s little

He’s the Queen’s scribe, the man–the artist–responsible for creating England’s most important state documents. He’s the royal calligrapher, an artist, a past chair of the

School was less than a block away when I was a kid, so I walked, every day, sometimes out the front door, sometimes the back.

It may well have been one of the best marketing ploys I’d ever come up with–get former Iowa Governor Robert Ray to come out west

You’ve probably never heard of Herman the German and likely never stopped to greet him in New Ulm, Minnesota. Then again, you could have driven

This summer, see if you can find your way to the Trail. You’ll have to hunt to find it, but here and there along the

When Julia Ward Howe sat down to refashion a much beloved Union battle hymn the troops called “John Brown’s Body,” she created new lyrics and

There’s something vintage Old Testament about the story, something decidedly like myth. But it happened; and just a bit north of Topeka, atop a hill