I couldn’t tell you what I had for dinner last night, but I remember September 11, 2001.

I have a solid and satisfying correspondence with a history professor friend in Pennsylvania. His name is Dave. We write each other about what…

It is summer, and it is sweltering. While I try to maintain a moderate body temperature, sitting in front of our oscillating fan, my mind occa…

When our boys were in their elementary years, I came to be good friends with the first school teacher, the kindergarten teacher of our son Joe…

In my previous column, I considered those physical and actual things that separate humans from each other, that separate animals from humans, …

Having written in a previous column that I’m not keen on New Year’s resolutions, I begin with a confession: I am endeavoring to practice a dry…

Take a break from thoughts of the impending winter, shorter days, the dramas being played out in our homes, our communities, the country, and …

Phil Clifton walked along the large granite walls that rose like black waves, gazing upon the more than 58,000 names engraved into the polishe…

It’s October (or maybe early November when this reaches you), a time of year replete with significance. The days are shorter, the air brisker,…