Not much of a schoolboy July 11 – Since today is my dad’s 83rd birthday, and he’s on a mystery tour with his new bride, I’m going to be a tattle-tale and tell some stories about him. I consider my dad to be one of the
What I didn’t get done this summer… Why do I always think I will have more time in the summer after school is over? Time to read books, visit friends I only see on Facebook, time to figure out how to hang all those framed pieces of art hiding behind
In recent years, research is showing a relationship between insulin resistance and the breakdown of neuron functionality in the brain. This brain/insulin connection has created the clinical research term “Type 3 Diabetes,” the newest name for Alzheimer’s Disease. I had to wonder how we got the name Alzheimer’s for this
What is Alzheimer’s Disease? Alzheimer’s Disease is a brain disorder that wreaks havoc with stored memories, hinders new learning, and tampers with cognitive skills. While getting older is a natural event, Alzheimer’s Disease is not. The communication network in the brain is composed of a maddeningly complex system of
The Truth About Writers I used to dream of writing a novel everyone would love (I still do), having it sell enough copies to give up my day job and buy a big house in the woods where I could sit and write more novels between dips
Have Professional Writers Become Obsolete? by Deb Richmond As an aspiring writer – or rather, a writer who still needs a non-writing source of income – I feel a
Is it time for another birthday already? Despite having seen so many, I still look forward to them. Yes, they tend to be uneventful, uncommemorated, and go mostly unnoticed. Still, it’s an excuse to eat cake -if I can find the sugar-free kind-or open a
Are You A Safe Driver? by Deb Richmond For years, my husband has been telling me that when approaching a green light, waiting to turn left, I should pull into the middle of the intersection, wheels straight ahead, so that my vehicle and the one behind me can go after
Going Green Today? by Deb Richmond It’s that time of year when I start looking for the color green. Tulip stems push through the dead, brown leaves along the front of my house. On my drive to and from work, I watch for trees to drop their dingy, gray coats
Young love is a beautiful thing—exciting, unpredictable, passionate. But I’m a much bigger fan of old love. I skim through my FaceBook friends’ photos looking for the couples who have been married for more years than most people have owned their current vehicles. Despite what the movies, romance novels, and