It’s not a health thing. Or even an aversion to sweet, doughy concoctions. It’s that they don’t taste like the donuts my mother made. Just once. (Or, at least, that’s the only time I can remember.) My mother was, and is, wonderfully resourceful and inventive. At the...

My paternal Grandfather, Irving Henry Crowne, served in the Infantry during World War One on the battlefields of France. Barely 20-years old, he penned the letter below to the folks at home, recalling what it was like at the front lines. His nephew, Roger, discovered...

It’s a Mars and Venus thing. If a couple is out antiquing or stopping by tag sales, guys look at the big things and women look at the little stuff. And that means I would never in my life have found this treasure. Let me set the scene… Thomas Sykes was a wealthy mill...

My father died suddenly and unexpectedly on Christmas Day, 2015, a week shy of his 89th birthday. I am blessed with a lifetime of remembrances of this amazing man: he was a gifted neuroscientist, prolific author of 6 books and over 30 peer-reviewed articles, father...

I think it’s one of the most powerful of human emotions and it’s one that connects us, makes us want to help to make the pain go away. So when Angela, an 83 year-old client of mine, began crying during our 1st meeting, I truly wanted to help. Angela and her husband...