BY DOROTHY ROSBY A co-worker once asked me if I grew up during the Depression. “No, I did not,” I snapped. “If I’d grown up during the Depression, don’t you think I’d be retired by now?” I m... Read more

BY DOROTHY ROSBY Every generation since Adam and Eve has criticized the next one for their music, fashion, work ethic and inexperience, forgetting that all those same criticisms were once le... Read more

By JILL PERTLER The English language is a formidable beast, even for those of us who learned it as our first language. Language is all about meaning – communication. And sometimes context an... Read more

BY DOROTHY ROSBY I used to keep the partners of every sock my family ever lost on the off chance that someday their sole mates would return. It was wishful thinking, considering some of them... Read more

BY DOROTHY ROSBY I’m trudging across a slushy parking lot when an acquaintance hurries by and says, “Hi! How are you?” I say, “Great! How are you,” like I just won the lottery. Except I’m no... Read more

BY JILL PERTLER I used to worry. About a lot of things. I used to worry about what other people had and what I didn’t and then I realized I didn’t use or need half of what I had anyway, and... Read more

BY DOROTHY ROSBY My year is off to a good start and I hope the same for you. My New Year’s tradition is to bid the old year a gentle goodnight around 10 p.m., then wake up before my family d... Read more

BY DOROTHY ROSBY When I was in college, a certain young man I dated told me he was thinking of buying me a very expensive, somewhat shiny gift. Well, what would you think? As it turns out, h... Read more