“Laughter is an instant vacation.”  You’re right, Milton Berle. “I’m thankful for laughter except when milk comes out of my nose.”  That’s true, Woody Allen. “Dogs laugh, but they laugh

Holy smoke and good grief!  If I’d’ve had a klue as to what all was involved, I might’ve signed up to be a pet groomer instead.  Or a taxi driver

There’s some jockeying for the lead, so to speak, and the privilege of wearing the proverbial jersey.  Then you remember the peloton, that pack of crumb crunchers behind you, and

For instance, one Saturday night we were slumbering peacefully when we were startled awake by a loud beeping noise.  Was it a large dump truck preparing to back over the

I remember well the wedding of her parents.  As our own Boy Two squirmed, thrilled, in his small, rented tux, tracing the alphabet in the carpet down in front, my

Who says I can’t write a good mystery? Call me the Tom Brokaw, the Shepard Smith of our household, but I take my reporting duties very seriously.  As soon as

They’d participated in numerous church services, sharing their testimonies and encouraging the native people.  He’d reveled in their lively worship style, this kid with the elastic hips and the bouncy

Job stress, family issues, cracks in the budget, and a mower that breaks.  Drop by drop, the leak begins.  A rivulet forms, and then a river, rushing, raging, sweeping away

What a day that was!  All that hoopla and warm wishes and friends popping into my virtual cubicle, cheerful faces shining, just because.  Just because 44 years ago yesterday, I

Odd, how The Claw turned the fellows in the rear into Olympic-caliber gymnasts.  Suddenly, they’d grow elastic extremities, doing the splits or pinning their feet up behind their ears in