Walking into the Downtown post office last week I heard a familiar voice call out my name.
When it comes to March, my mind looks forward to three things: my mom’s birthday, the beginning of spring and March Madness.
The news came to me while sitting in a meeting at the Black Archives Tuesday afternoon.
A woman’s young son took his life five years ago on this day. To her it still feels like yesterday because the pain cuts so deep.
A couple of musician friends were talking a while back about some of the gigs they played. They spoke of the dynamics of the crowd and the charged atmosphere.
This new decade has been anything but grand. We see the beginning of the 2020s typified by a global pandemic that threatens to define the rest of the decade.
I was in a South Side grocery store deli several weeks ago when I saw an old friend order some sliced bologna.
Tis’ the season to watch out for scammers. Well it’s any season really, but scammers like to prey on the elderly during the holiday season.
Happy Thanksgiving. I know it’s hard for some of us to add happy to Thanksgiving this year because of the pandemic, but you can still find reason to be happy and thankful. For starters, be happy and thankful if you or any of your loved ones don’t have the coronavirus.
Since I’ve retired, I don’t get Downtown much. But a few weeks ago I did venture there to the Cafe Pony Expresso for a good cup of coffee.