A public in a parochial world
The earliest memories I have of church as a little boy is of the smell of incense. Religion became something imponderable and mysterious the moment I smelled the burning incense and heard the priest...
The things they carried
The boys of my generation grew up during the draft. It was a given that we were going to have to serve.
And so we grew up wondering if we had the courage to serve...
February notebook
A couple of thoughts on the John Chaney incident: I will take the word of people who know Chaney and who have played for him that he is a wonderful human being, but his...
Saints in the city
We lived in an area of South Philadelphia that was considered the Jewish section, but there were also pockets of Irish Catholics and, just a block or two away, there were blacks too.
You could...
Super Sunday: A personal history
There were super Sundays long before there ever was a Super Bowl for this columnist. In fact, the first such Sunday in my memory that deserved to be called "super" didn't even involve the...
Enjoy the inauguration
There has been some controversy over whether $40M or more should have been spent on the president's inauguration what with the tsunami disaster and the war in Iraq going on. Laura Bush defended the...
The other Reggie White
Reggie White was a great football player; there is no denying it. There is also no denying that he attempted good works off the field.
But in the rush to praise White's conduct off the...
The shape of things to come
With Jeanne Dixon no longer around to predict what will happen in the new year, I feel compelled to fill the considerable void. In that respect, if you think of Dixon as the Dick...