Columns

At the beginning of this year, I wrote a column about David’s and my intentions to begin working out at a local gym in the hope of living what’s left of our golden years in better health. In keeping with my usual serious tone, I pursued the vital question of what to wear when I worked out. I received quite a bit of input from fitness fashionistas, but I ended up going with what I had, at least in the beginning. […]

First, let me say this column is not about the Jack London novel or the new Harrison Ford movie. It’s sort of about a dog, but it’s mostly about me being a fraidy-cat. […]

David and I had a new experience last week. At lunch at the senior center on Thursday, our friend Peggy approached us with an offer of theater tickets for that night. […]

I had a new experience Sunday morning – I helped with KIDZ Church, a program at Believers’ Baptist for children from four years old through second grade. […]

Puxatawny Phil didn’t see his shadow Sunday morning, and that’s supposed to mean an early spring. I guess he was right. It was 79 and sunny in our part of the world on beautiful Groundhog’s Day. […]

Going to church on Sunday mornings is one of the best things I do all week, at least once I get past getting up a little earlier than usual and getting out the door looking a little more presentable than usual. It’s like a big family reunion every week. Almost everybody is happy and has a big smile and a warm hug – and the ones who don’t are an opportunity to share heartaches and encourage one another. […]

Every year between October 15 and December 7, Medicare open enrollment rolls around. That’s the period when people who have Medicare coverage can reevaluate and/or change their plans. […]