In February of 2003, Kit and I were living at Breakfast Creek. One bleak gray day, I exchanged weather news via email with my friend Ollie in Washington DC. “My
It is a well-established fact that the name Naughton is synonymous with Excellence. Case in point: I have held two official Guinness Book World Records and may have qualified for
This week, I began working an eight-week substitute teaching assignment in a second grade classroom, covering for a great friend and a wonderful educator who is taking maternity leave. This
“If a political party does not have its foundation in the determination to advance a cause that is right and that is moral, then it is not a political party;
“The slow-rising central horror of ‘Watergate’ is not that it might grind down to the reluctant impeachment of a vengeful thug of a president whose entire political career has been
In the warming room at Boomerang Creek, the smell of a fire in our Buck Stove is comforting. The calming scent of herbs wintering over in a south-facing window fills
“Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof; or abridging the freedom of speech, or of the press; or the right of
As 2021 got underway, ice encased every tree branch and blade of prairie grass at Boomerang Creek. Housebound, Kit and I gathered in front of the Buck stove and reflected
While many people were nursing hangovers on January 1st, I was busy snuggling with my grandbaby, watching college football, and enjoying my fourth consecutive hangover-free New Year’s Day. It was