A tribute to a timeless Carroll.
My various exposures to rowing over the past five decades proceeded to play out on the walls of my memories as I watched George Clooney’s brilliant motion picture on the big screen.
As an immigrant, Pastor Vereide understood the challenges of the refugee.
Humbled by the reality that my gift had likely been discarded, I began to reflect on the how humility is baked into the message of the Christmas story.
Like an unsent Christmas card or unmailed birthday card, unspoken expressions of affection are missed chances to remind someone special that we really think they are.
Dementia is an unkind companion of too many people we love.
One of the most-loved hymns of all time was inspired by a tragic accident that took place one-hundred-fifty years ago this month.
As the world focuses its attention on Israel with prayers for peace, I am grieving the death of a Jewish…
As our Seattle Mariners fell a game short of making the playoffs, I found myself battling boyhood blues.
My daughters loved the fact that I was willing to play Barbies with them. It became our thing.
Looking back on the past five decades, I can identify the adhesive that glued our friendship on a strong foundation.
You most likely have heard the expression “six degrees of separation.” Well, you don’t have to be Kevin Bacon to appreciate the truth of what that means.
I began writing a “faith and values” column for the Reporter the month we moved to Mercer Island about 18…
