“I think this is why they have rituals,” a friend said to me last week. Her mother had died a just two days earlier, and already she was pushed to “take care of business” –the busyness that inevitably follows a death. There are papers to file, drawers to empty, people to call.
Judge Roy Moore is Chief Justice of the Alabama Supreme Court. His life is far more interesting than fictional stories.
My fellow Americans, although I have decided not to become a presidential contender in 2016, I am nevertheless keeping my finger on the pulse of the country, and it has come to my attention that folks are receiving packets in the mail from the U.S. Census Bureau in the last few weeks. What? The census was taken in 2010, and according to the Constitution, we’re only supposed to be counted every ten years, so ...?
Most of my best friends, ranging in age from mid-20s to early 70s, are facing significant life changes. For different reasons we find ourselves at high-speed intersections asking, “What now?”
It is both interesting and refreshing to read about the actions and statements of Pope Francis.
I needed a week to recuperate from my last column, people, but I will now attempt to tackle a few more aspects of so-called social media today. I say “so-called” because in my opinion (which, let’s be honest, is the only one that counts ... in this column) social media is about as ANTI-social as anything could possibly be!
Alan Cumming, author and reader of his memoir “Not My Father’s Son” (Harper Audio, Blackstone Audio, 6.5 hours), recently won two 2015 Audie awards — one for Best Narration by the Author and the second for Best Memoir. Both were well-deserved.
Robert A. Marotto is the director of Orange County Animal Services. For more information on OCAS, visit www.orangecountync.gov/departments/animalservices online.
I fell on the tennis court and broke my arm badly. I started taking big doses of ibuprofen (with my doctor’s approval) to control pain and reduce swelling. When I went to see my chiropractor for a back adjustment, he admonished me not to take any NSAIDs. He said they interfere with bone healing. How is that possible?
I knew a driver who maneuvered her vehicle with both feet – one on the gas pedal and the other on the brake. She screeched up to stop signs, braking hard, and took off again with significant propulsion. I think there was some overlap in the use of those pedals, which is never good for the vehicle.
Good morning, gracious readers. Today’s tutorial will address the world of what we call “social media”, and its — some would say alarming — pervasiveness in our society. (That’s right — pretty professorial opening, huh? You know, I am not always the hilarious person you adore laughing at ... I mean with. I can be a highly intellectual individual, my friend, given to rampant ten-dollar words at the drop of a hat!)
Henry Leyva reads Jim Grimsley’s “How I Shed My Skin: Unlearning the Racist Lessons of a Southern Childhood” (Algonquin Books, Highbridge Audio, 6 CDs, 7 hours). Leyva’s narration is only slightly tinged with a southern accent. This flavors his storytelling as it moves fluidly through difficult material, intricate detailing, and dialogue studded with dialect.
We still celebrate Independence Day with fireworks. Red, white and blue are the colors of our nation. And the idea of small town pride and small town charm is still special, even if small town is just a crossroads somewhere in America. Enter the annual Caldwell Fourth of July Parade in Caldwell, at the intersection of highway 57 and Guess Road.
Q. I read that a new study on statins and short-term memory was published by JAMA Internal Medicine online on June 8, 2015. Would you address this? It seems contrary to what I have read in your column.
Q. I was on a bladder-cancer treatment program using BCG, a tuberculosis vaccine, to activate my immune system. But the supply of the BCG has dried up, and I had to stop treatment. Now my cancer has advanced, and the doctor is discussing the possible spread of the cancer elsewhere and removal of my bladder. He mentioned another, more expensive medicine, but he said my insurance might not pay for it.