Letting Go in a Dangerous World

We drove our little girl to the airport, watched her enter the terminal, and drove away. Mind you: That “little girl” is a 20-year-old young woman, and we’ve been doing this now for a couple of years – since she started college 2500 miles away from home, in Chicago. This time, she is flying all…

On Turning 60

I’m just trying to navigate the highway to hell – I mean, senior citizenship.