The Sentinels of the West

*as seen in North Canton Living I stood at the bottom of the hill staring upward at the mass of cactus soaring more than ten feet tall. Each cactus with arms in the air pointing towards the cloudless blue sky. At their feet, the deep greens and browns of smaller...

The Commonwealth v. The Imaginary Audience

I recorded my first videos about my Constitution project. They were terrible. Maybe “terrible” is unfair. But there was bad lighting. Stumbled words. That slightly alarming experience of seeing yourself on camera and wondering whether that is actually what you look...

Mom Vs. Unsolicited Travel Advice

I was on FaceTime with my daughter for my granddaughter’s birthday when the conversation turned to an upcoming trip she was planning. She was telling me where she was going, how far apart things were, what she hoped to see. It sounded wonderful. And somewhere...