This is personal.
At my father's funeral in 1991 a man introduced himself to me with a surprising revelation: "I knew your great grandmother."
As a youngster, Bill Calhoun, my dad's chum, delivered the Connellsville Courier. One of his stops was the Soisson Theater. The Crawford Street ...
I decided to rerun this column from Feb. 13, 2020, for three reasons. It echoes sentiment I continue to hear from young people, the peer educator response was honest, and it is especially poignant to me since it ran about a month before the pandemic.
Q. I hate Valentine’s Day. I once loved ...
By the time the writer Thomas Mann left Germany in 1933, democracy in that country was a bygone thing. When he reached the United States in 1938, after years of exile in Europe, the world was on the brink of World War II, pushed there by German nationalism gone crazy under the direction of its ...