On Wednesday afternoon Miss Lani sat on the floor with a group of young children at the children’s art studio.

Looking back, I was too young to be a professor and the man enrolled in my child psychology course was too young to be at war.

To a modern sailor’s eye, she appears strange. Her twin hulls are joined by laminated wooden crossbeams.

Phone booth, bookworm, crowbait, goose as a verb, horse-trading, horse-faced, cowpies or emotionally cowed, and other farm-based figures of speech...

I was delighted to read my friend Chris Fischer’s recent commentary about the fawn, the rib eye and the man named Jay.

It has been said that the hospital which stood at this place was the first marine hospital in the United States.