Mar. 13, 2014 When I was in my last year of university in my hometown of Chapel Hill, North Carolina I shared a house with two other...

March 20, 2014 When it comes to sales pitches, I’m a hard nut to crack.  I am suspicious of all claims, think pyramid schemes are for...

Mar. 28, 2014 I converted to Catholicism in my senior year at University, taking Catechism with a Jesuit professor. It was the South in...

Apr. 4, 2014 On March 30, 2014 my father, William Marion Hardy, turned 92. He was born in Norfolk, Virginia in 1922, the second son of...

Apr. 4, 2014 When my father was a child, my grandfather – Pops -- served as foreman for a construction crew that traveled all over North...

Apr. 18, 2014 Some people long to meet famous people. They eagerly enter draws for a chance to meet Elton John in person backstage or...

Apr. 25, 2014 As I narrated in my blog post Crocapuppy , my parents brought home a Great Dane puppy when my brother and I were teenagers,...

May 2, 2014 The first couple of years I was a graduate student at the University of Toronto, I lived in rooming houses in the Annex. The...

May 8, 2014 My second Toronto rooming house was a block north of Bloor on Huron Street– a rundown three story, red brick Edwardian that...

May 22, 2014 “You know, I’ve never considered myself  a picky eater, but I'm starting to think I just might be.” This is what I said  to...

May 30,2014 I was born with only one channel. It’s an affliction I’ve had to struggle with my entire life. No studying Latin conjugations...

June 5, 2014 I am a bag lady.  It began with housecoats. When I was growing up, women wore housecoats, also known as ‘dusters.’ These...

June 13, 2014 I was lying there in corpse pose on the floor of my yoga studio today, waiting for the class to begin and entertaining...

June 20, 2014 When Buddy, our previous  dog, died in March 2010, I phoned my daughter Sabrina and asked her to call her brother and...

June 27, 2014 It happened again. I turned the corner onto a path in the Fingal Wildlife Management Area just in time to spot our golden...

July 4, 2014 To celebrate their fiftieth wedding anniversary, my parents, my husband and I and my brother Peter, traveled to London,...

Jul 11, 2014 When Tenney, the second of my parents’ two Great Danes, bought the farm, my parents decided that it would be best, given...

July 18, 2014 Nearly thirty years ago I found myself in Newtown, Connecticut, celebrating the Fourth of July with some second cousins...

July 25, 2014 This question has long flummoxed me: “How can I self-identify as both a Southerner and an American and still find the...

Aug. 15, 2014 I do not do balls. Not soccer balls. Not footballs. Not softballs. Not baseballs. Not basketballs. Not bocce balls. Not...