In 1983 my dad met a guy named Feddie Hoffman. Actually, he first heard about Freddie like an approaching weather pattern. My dad and his sister had driven to Vermont to take part in a week-long bicycle tour of ...Read More
When the earthquake in Haiti was initially reported, I reacted to it with much the same detachment I did to 9/11, Katrina, the 2008 earthquake in China, etc: whenever I hear these initial reports, I always have a hard time ...Read More
