
Looks like I have some more letters to write. So, without further adieu, let’s get right down to it, shall we? Dear I Can’t Sleep, Why do you wake me up in the middle of the night for no apparent … Continue reading
I’m not here to tell you about Mamá’s letters. No. It’s what she included in her letters that I’ll always remember. Continue reading
What if we handed the Isis terrorists a purple crayon, like Harold’s purple crayon, so they can draw themselves a new–and improved–life? And what if we gave the terrorists rose-colored glasses so they can see the world from a new perspective? Continue reading
This is going to be my summer of reading! Yes, I’m going to read every book I’ve been hoarding, storing, stashing, perusing and downloading. This very summer. Mark my words! Continue reading
Looks like I have some more letters to write. So, without further adieu, let’s get right down to it, shall we? Dear I Can’t Sleep, Why do you wake me up in the middle of the night for no apparent … Continue reading
Years ago, when I first started out working in public media, the second time around that is, I was hired to do something I knew little about: community outreach. But heck, that wasn’t about to stop me from doing the … Continue reading