Unequal compassion
My friend Barbara is exceptional in so many ways I can hardly keep track of them. She and her husband [...]
The art of teaching
I never thought that I would end up teaching, certainly not based on my halting early efforts. The summer after [...]
The Ukraine sandlot
A bully with outsized delusions of long-gone glory invades his now independent but one-time fiefdom to the south because it [...]
Shovel and broom
Some people have parents who behave conventionally, not so in the case of columnist Madeleine Johnson, whose mother and father had methods all their own for dealing with the vicissitudes of daily life.
Radio days
Among the plethora of crannies on the web is a section called “Classic Baseball Radio Broadcasts.” Contained here are more [...]
Villainy’s double standards
A friend called me the other day to ask what I thought of the horrifying and surreal news — those [...]
Hubert’s weather
In the few years before his death in the mid-1990s, something extraordinary came over my uncle Hubert, who was born [...]
A husband too far
Birthdays feed on ghosts. Sifting through an antique chest I come upon the 86-page manuscript of a play written by [...]
How one war’s legacy endures
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.
Coffee with glaucoma
At the end of the carpeted corridor is a tall step that leads into the kitchen. Remember this well. Memorize [...]