An old friend recently filled me in on the details of a circle of friends and acquaintances that goes back [...]

I have spent the summer in my New England outpost, where it has rained so much that my yard has [...]

My father was born in 1918. That birthdate put him squarely in what journalist Tom Brokaw called the Greatest Generation. [...]

“And he will avail.” In this sentence about the outcome of a plot, the writer confused “avail” with “prevail.” The […]

Going through old letters, columnist Madeleine Johnson encounters her long dead uncle, who was a soldier in his own private battle.

It was not my express intention, but during my travels this summer I saw a lot of naked male flesh. [...]

For a long time I have felt called to write about Jhumpa Lahiri, the London-born author of Indian descent, whose [...]

For the last few days, my ears have been buzzing with a snippet of elevator-style synthesizer music. It’s short and [...]

The story of World War II and the postwar is littered with mythology handed down over decades. Columnist Madeleine Johnson has found both the ways and means to cut through some of it.

While in Italy, columnist Madeleine Johnson picked up a new book on the Fascist era. What it has to say is essential — especially now.

Columnist Madeleine Johnson, pestered by Italians over how she spends her days in America, responds in non-Hollywood style.