January 2014

Swimming is life. We begin our lives in water so it seems like a natural transition out of the womb. As a toddler, I hated the water. My parents tried to coax me into the lake where we rented a …

My grandmother, who hailed from St. Petersburg, Russia, was a caterer. Her name was Cecil, unusual for that time, unusual for any time, actually. Unfortunately, she died before I was born and so I never met her. Ironically, she perished …

Apart from health and health care, I can’t think of anything more important to society than education. And for the most part, I’m talking about publicly funded education. A society’s health can be determined by the state of its public …

Writing is hard work. You’re probably thinking, how can that be? How difficult is it to put pen to paper, fingers to keyboard and so on? Can’t be harder than digging ditches, caring for the ailing, working with the disabled? …