Leda was a greyhound, white with black spots. They call them cow dogs. I thought she would be my last dog. I had done the math before she died, several years before she died. If Leda lived a normal...

This concludes the story that began two weeks ago and continued last week...   Roy was bent over the generator, fiddling. He heard me and looked up. “It won’t start. Sorry. I can go to town and...

This continues the story from last week... The cabin I booked on airbnb was on a Christmas tree farm. The asphalt drive was freshly sealed, and I took it down to a neat gray house with a fieldstone...

It was the last leg of the long drive from Cincinnati, Ohio, to Whitewater, Michigan. On the interstates, I amused myself by calculating the car-to-truck ratio. Google maps became unhappy with me on...

My parent’s marriage was troubled from the start, which can happen when each person thinks the other is going to save them. My mother wanted my father to save her from a future as a farm wife. My...

My brother Eric met his birth mother. He drove from Maryland to Pennsylvania, then stayed in a hotel the night before they were to meet. The next morning, he met his birth mother and his...