I was pierced by your pain when you muttered this to me. “I think God plays favorites and I’m not one of them.” It was a choking, gritty, hang-on-by-your-fingernails moment when all pretense and politeness had broken down and you were raw and honest with ... See more
It is almost astonishing that more film directors and writers have not turned to the dramatic and ennobling events of America’s founding and its leaders for script ideas, but even more so on this 250th anniversary of our nation. Could there be a more dram... See more
It was Christmas night 1776, and the fire of the Revolutionary War was about to be snuffed out as the Revolutionary army had been in a steady retreat across New Jersey and into Pennsylvania before the onslaught of the British Redcoats. The Patriots had co... See more
As the mother of young children, I often heard cries in the night, muffled sounds in the darkness or sharp wails from beds of sickness. A fevered child called for me. “Here I am,” I answered. A toddler thought I could kiss his ear ache better, “Here I am.... See more
As the mother of young children, I often heard cries in the night, muffled sounds in the darkness or sharp wails from beds of sickness. A fevered child called for me. “Here I am,” I answered. A toddler thought I could kiss his ear ache better, “Here I am.... See more
