Columns & Collected Essays

My father-in-law thinks he’s a pirate. It started innocently enough, looking back.  My 10-year-old son, Andrew, and his grandfather,...

I have written these words before, but I’ll write them again: I am not what you’d call athletic. I lack hand-eye coordination and any...

“It needs all new wiring,” she said, standing with hands on hips, looking into the living room. “I know,” I said. “We haven’t used this...

My 10-year-old son, Andrew, attended sleep away camp this summer for the first time. He returns this Sunday, Aug 12th, and, by all...

If you’ve ever received one (or many) of these, then you know: letters from camp really are a treat. Whether they make you laugh or cry...

First, let me say that stealing is such an ugly word.  I prefer to call what I do creative accounting.  My financial education began with...