I had an old editor at Guideposts once—you may remember him, Van Varner—who would tell me the tears…
Months into my first serious attempt to stay sober, I was about to throw it all away. I…
Picture the American frontier in the early 1800s: homesteaders chopping down trees and hunting wild animals. But one…
“Why the Appalachian Trail?” friends asked somewhat incredulously. Great question. I’d spent all of three nights in the…
Faces were grim on Engine Company 208. We sped through the streets of Mesa on our way to…
Hi Guideposts. I’m Jan Rader, fire chief in Huntington, West Virginia, and I’ve been a first responder for…
Someday he would hit bottom, come to himself, and come back home. Dad, he would say, “I’m sorry.”…
I wasn’t going to blog about the drug-overdose death of actor Philip Seymour Hoffman. So much has already…
Whenever people ask me what I remember most clearly about that night on the sinking Titanic, I am…
This was all David’s fault. David, my longtime boyfriend. I mean, my ex-boyfriend. I had been so sure…
Browsing the internet recently I came across a story from McAdoo, Pennsylvania (a short drive away from my…
