The Tempest

Nearly eight decades ago, wave after wave of American, Canadian and British teenagers were dodging bullets while storming the beaches of Nor...

The Dunnevant Estate has a new house guest. Ever since our kids moved out, Pam and I have enjoyed opening up their end of the house to a ser...

One suicide. Cancer. A heart attack while throwing football in the front yard with the kids. Kidney failure. Old age. Covid. An automobile a...

Whenever this happens, it becomes clear to me that it is time to go to Maine. Unfortunately, we have 35 more days to endure before the glori...

Last night, after two years of on again, off again inspiration, I finally finished writing novel number four. The previous three had all bee...

When I first saw the news from Uvalde, Texas I decided that there wasn’t anything else to say about school shootings in this space since I h...

This boy was born on May 25th. He was and is the son I had always wanted. Every time I get into a debate with him about politics, it occurs ...