240 Years Ago

240 Years Ago

… we began this amazing experiment in democracy we call the United States of America. Those were most assuredly different times than now: Women could not vote or own property, slavery still thrived on our shores, and freedom of religion came with the footnote...
I Don’t Eat Donuts.

I Don’t Eat Donuts.

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...
240 Years Ago

A Letter From the Trenches…

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...

I love this photo of my bride, Heather (on the left), and her cousin, Beverly, posing in front of this lovely home back in the 1970s. Heather had been ogling this house since she was very little, wondering what it must be like to live in such a stately home. I’m sure...
My Father’s Favorite Joke

My Father’s Favorite Joke

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...
Have You Ever Faced Someone Who Was Crying?

Have You Ever Faced Someone Who Was Crying?

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...

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