You might say today’s homily began with an elevator pitch. The priest asked us to think about what we or others do in an elevator–read the operation license, watch the lights move from floor to floor, check our phones,
Category: Life in the 50s
Mourning the Lost Right to Privacy
Today was my first visit to a new dentist. The calendar said 2012, but it sure felt like 1984. As soon as I arrived, I was asked for my insurance card and my
Listen Up!
Have you ever noticed that when something bad happens–a death, perhaps, or a serious illness–responses fall into one of three categories?
Sunday Night Ministries
My sister and I lead hectic professional and personal lives. She travels frequently for work; I end up out a lot in the evening with friends and church-related activities. But most