This past Saturday, on our 51st anniversary, my wife and I drove down to Foxwoods in Connecticut to gamble a bit, have a nice dinner, and see Jerry Seinfeld from great seats. I hadn't seen him live for 20 years.
I'm a writer, and I have trouble finding words for my sadness. We also have to realize that, daily, people are dying from suicides, overdoses, addictions, drunk driving and reckless driving, mental problems, poverty, and negligence. Our political representatives and candidates should
What I’ve Learned On Making A Marriage Work for 51 Years When she says, “Remember what’s his name, he used to live up there, somewhere, and he worked for a company that went bankrupt, quite a few years ago—he drove