Alexander B. Upshaw, the son of a Crow warrior of some renown among his people, was one of many young Native Americans sent off to

Here, as elsewhere in nature, it’s really all about sex.  Their raspy lascivious retching, I’m told, comes in four different songs, slightly different takes on

 It arrived in the mail, a gift from my wife’s cousin, who found it while sifting through their aunt’s keepsakes–a bulletin from the First Christian

  So I’m talking to this guy not long ago, a guy I’d just met, and he’s talking about the area, about who lives here

  I don’t believe I will ever sing “Blessed Assurance” without thinking of my father.  He never mentioned that hymn as being among his top

It’s a story I never tired of telling, and it happened just last week–well, July 15, 1838 (and, no, I haven’t been telling it for

  James Russell Lowell, who stood grandly among the literary luminaries of the mid-19th century, created a darling series of thumbnail sketches featuring his rival

Once upon a time, the Schaap family lived here–the island of Terschelling, one of a small chain of islands off the northwest corner of the