Forty-six years ago, Drew and I had our first date. He was graduating law school and had decided to buy himself a present – a motorcycle. He asked me to join him in the selection. Honestly, who could say no to that kind of first date invitation?

As I wrote last week, Israel opened high level communications with Russia once they became aware of Iran’s growing military presence in Syria. Iran was establishing a staging point from which to attack Israel. The Israelis wanted Russia’s help to stem Iran’s ambition. Meanwhile, Russia had p…

NOTE: This is the first of a series on the war in Syria

I was newly pregnant with our first child and still at my office one day when I received a call from Drew. He suggested swinging by to pick me up and we could grab a quick dinner and go see a movie.

I was raised in a home where we had family dinners every night. We talked. We fought. We laughed. And, yes, my brothers and I were disciplined. I don’t recall ever having a conversation predicated on fear.

The buzz phrase du jour in Washington is “perjury trap.” The airwaves were bursting with the light of verbal warning flares, shot off by our President's lawyers, advisors and supportive talking heads.

As if we needed yet another example of just how dysfunctional our government is, enter the DACA/immigration gridlock tied to the threat of shutting down the government — again.

Last week provided me with large doses of three of my favorite pastimes: politics, movies and sports.

I love the "Wizard of Oz." There was a time when I could play every part in the movie classic, dramatize every line. But, alas, my memory isn’t what it used to be.

“'Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the house, not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.”

Do you remember the song “Wildfire?” I loved that song, released in 1975. A horse “busted down its stall, in a blizzard he was lost.”

The national groundswell of attention regarding sexual misconduct in the workplace has arisen as an issue in Congress.

What a week.

Drew and I celebrated our 43rd wedding anniversary this week. My latest book, a compilation of my first 300 columns, was published this week.

I remember vividly a phone call from my son. It was at a time of war and he was in the fight. I was not allowed to know where he was or what his mission was designed to accomplish.

Have you seen the forward being circulated via email listing some of Yogi Berra’s quotes? I don’t know about you, but through the years, I have been among those that not only found his malaprops to be funny, but quite often I gleaned ironic truths within them.

I’m in the final edit of my new book, a compilation of my first 300 columns. It demanded that I once again proof them all. They are in chronological order beginning almost a decade ago (this is my 464th column). Once the shock of how long my column has been running wore off, I came to severa…

Race is a difficult topic to discuss in our country. It always has been and I do not see that changing any time soon. I hesitated to place a toe into the swirling waters of the complex issue of race relations in the U.S.; to gauge the temperature of the issue, but two things happened over la…

So, President Trump went to the United Nations. He delivered his first speech before the General Assembly and met with various Heads of State, garnering the predictable reactions from the media. What really caught my attention was the minor commentary on our current Ambassador to the U.N., N…

Literature is one of my passions. While I spend quite a lot of time in my car, where I indulge in listening to modern crime novels, I do firmly believe that nothing can replace the comfort and contentment of snuggling up with a great book.

I don’t know where to start. My logical self is hopelessly seeking cool reason. My emotional self alternates between disbelief and profound sorrow.

I confess to not knowing that much about Korea. I was too young to have any memories of the war we fought there.

For seven years, my stepsister was Ron Goldman’s stepmother. You know, the Ron Goldman whose murder O.J. Simpson was acquitted of in 1994?

This was “Made in America Week” with a variety of presidential photo-ops promoting the production and purchasing of American products. Good idea. Then reports of where our Presidents’ products are produced became only one of the stories overshadowing the administration’s hope for the news co…

I Loved "The Dick Van Dyke Show". Endearing “Rob” and pixie-perfect “Laura” oft-times fumbled their way through the trials and tribulations of married life, career and parenthood. And, who didn’t love to hate Carl Reiner as the egocentric comedic star of the fictional television show for whi…

I hope you all had a wonderful Fourth of July celebration. For the first time Drew and I were able to share the festivities with two of our grandchildren. It’s a time to take pride in my United States, get all goose-bumpy during the patriotic music and relish the special time with family and…

Did you see the glorious rainbow Monday evening? My six-year-old granddaughter yelled up to my office, “Omi, you have to look outside!” And there it was. It shimmered. It glowed. It was a glimpse of heaven. It followed a fast-moving storm which produced hail bouncing off of the sidewalks.

It’s Mother’s Day weekend. While I think that my mother and grandmother knew that I celebrated their love and guidance every day; I remember so clearly relishing the one day set aside to tell them just how much I cared.

What is it about the number 100 that makes it so special? Is it because in percentages it equals “all,” so we use it as a quantifier?

On June 22, the NBA will conduct its player draft. Lots of speculation is swirling around with sports pundits weighing the options and odds on which team will draft which college player. It made me start thinking about the process and, as so often happens; I began to see it in political terms.

There were so many breaking stories recently with which the media is obsessed, I was having trouble zeroing in on just one for this column. So, I have decided to simply give my version of "CliffsNotes."

At 9 years old, I was very excited to be going to New York with my grandmother. The trip included an excursion to a “mental hospital,” where one of her cousins was doing some sort of research for a year before he returned to Germany.

I am not a healthcare expert, though I was the Marketing Manager of the American Hospital Association for many years. It was a time before the corporate mentality was adopted by healthcare providers. A time before the thought of a socialized medical system for all was in anyone’s purview.

Did you see the crazy snafu at the Oscars? Of all the categories to blunder, it was the Best Picture that fell prey to human error.

Long before the presidential election, Drew and I booked a trip to Mexico with our children and grandchildren.

On Tuesday, the Supreme Court heard arguments in a case asking whether families have the right to sue when a shooting occurs on Mexican soil. Fifteen-year-old Sergio Hernandez and his friends were playing chicken at the U.S.-Mexico border, daring each other to run up and touch the tall borde…

Are you like me, fascinated with the heavens and the sparkling, twinkling orbs that make our night sky so spectacular? Did you know that last weekend there was a very rare occurrence in the Friday night sky?

Did you see the Super Bowl? Best game ever, no? Whether you like Tom Brady or hate Bill Belichick; Super Bowl LI was a record-breaking, avid fan’s delight!

“Who can turn the world on with her smile?”

Scene: The room is dimly lit by a few heavily-shaded lamps and a raging fire glowing red in an immense stone hearth topped by an elaborate chimney stack. Three comfy leather chairs form a semi-circle, facing the flames that periodically crackle and sizzle — foreshadowing the possibly volatil…

The media was a twitter this week with the possibility of President Trump ousting the White House Press Corps from the West Wing.