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Old married couples like Rick and me can get settled in their routines. Take weeknights at our house.…
“Make yourself at home!” Mary Frances said. She dropped my suitcase by the shoe rack and waited for…
Allyson Pimentil and I met freshman year at Baylor University 28 years ago. She was a Houston girl;…
I was a college senior that November when I came across a stunning full-page advertisement in a glossy…
A plaintive whine emerged from the crate in my wife’s home office. Not again. The sound seemed to…
Ever have one of those days? I’d barely slept the night before, upset over a tense phone call…
I can still hear them. The rumbling that vibrated through the reserve that dry evening in March. Their…
It was three hours before we knew. Three hours I had to wait and wonder. And worry. I’d…
We were all there, the whole Williams family; every relative that lived close to my parents’ Illinois home…
We’d spent the weekend at our house upstate, my teenage son, Nick, and me. My wife, Deborah Roberts,…
Fifteen years. That’s a big anniversary. I wanted to surprise Jim with the best trip ever. Anniversary trips…
It’s been hard since the girls left for college. Sometimes I find myself lingering at work. I’m vice…