Years ago Rodney King, after his beating in LA, softly asked America, “People, can we all just get along? Can we stop

In our tent we hear whippoorwills happy to see dawn dismiss the night Donal Mahoney

If you write with a quill, ballpoint pen or typewriter, you’re a lucky soul. But if you use a computer and write far better than

After two thousand years we still have folks who blame the Jews for killing Christ even though Pilate the Gentile could have

Thirty years ago, long before ISIS started executing Kurds, Muslims and Christians, I hired a Pakistani Muslim as an art director in Chicago. I was an Irish Catholic editor putting out ...

We have something in common, a fellow I talk to now and then. We’re about the same age and perhaps the only ones in the diner who think our past lives are interesting. So when the two o...

According to reports certain White House interns past, present and future are asking Americans not to vote for Hillary

Summer evenings after the news at 6 p.m. the Widow Murphy comes out of her tiny bungalow and sits on her front porch swing

Some day soon Wall Street giants will walk on their hands never sit or sleep. They will eat

It was her birthday. She was only five the dawn we went out to look at roses in Grandma’s garden

Two old men meet for coffee once a week at a diner while their wives play cribbage. Jim says he has a problem. His wife leaves the water running

When Bernie wakes at 6 a.m. there’s a piano on his chest and Erroll Garner’s playing “Mist… Sinatra’s on the headboard improvising lyrics

Day and night preachers hawk the Message of the Cross on television. Once a month they pause and beg for money for

Our house has a garret I never went up to until I retire… Now I’m up there almost every day unless I have to stay in bed until another spell passes.

I died from a rattlesnake bite and found myself in line with other zombies in front of a bank of elevators, the doors opening and closing as if by metronome.