After I left the hospital, my pulmonologist, Dr. Matthew Prout, put a 5-year clock in my head. It has reached 00:00. I survived. Here’s to life — yours and mine.
Harold Baines is forever tied to the National Baseball Hall of Fame — but not because he now is a member. Actually, yes — because he now is a member. Harold Baines, hall of famer; some things just sound … wrong.
No parent is ready to lose a child. What the hell are you supposed to say? “Like” a social media post. “Love” another photo. “Thoughts and prayers” sounds hollow when I cannot fathom the pain.
Get your head out of your ass. This is life when you fail to do your civic duty at the polls more than once every four years.
I went here, tried this, wandered over there, tried that — basically, took a walkabout to see if I still believed in me.
The younger brother is everything the older brother wants to be but can’t — because, you know, he’s not Kenny.
Jan. 31, 2014, I left Northside Hospital with a new lease on life. Before I returned to work, I wrote a note that was never mailed it. This is my closure moment — the end of a life chapter that changed me forever.
Ken Kratz, the prosecutor in the now-infamous Steven Avery murder trial, contends pertinent evidence from the trial is not included in the documentary “Making a Murderer.” Here’s why it wasn’t …
We do love lists — top 10 this, that, the other — and apparently there are nine psychological reasons we love lists. … But, as Christians, have you ever thought about how political ranting and raving runs contrary to The List?
Kudos, Joshua Feuerstein — you managed to get “Merry Christmas” on your coffee cup, and you persuaded the lemmings to type #MerryChristmasStarbucks. … Congrats, you’re the Internet sensation your high school prom date always thought you’d be.