Conventional wisdom — particularly these days — tells us to treat people as costs, to optimize processes, to automate whenever possible, and to measure “human capital” as a line item in a …

I used to brag about my perfect vision, the smug kind of 20/20 that made me feel immune to squinting and arm’s-length menus. The kind that enabled me to achieve perfect scores on rifle ranges …

I’ve always been a reader. My mother taught my siblings and me at 3, and I’ve been hooked ever since. Even now, as I write, I’m a little giddy: two new books are coming for me to the post …

One of the many things I enjoy about living in Wrangell is the fact that my sinuses and allergies aren’t under constant assault from local crops and different farming practices. It is a welcome …

September is Recovery Month, and that simple fact should change how we talk about addiction. Recovery Month isn’t a parade for willpower or a pity party; it’s a public reminder that substance use …

It’s story time. Don’t stop me if you’ve heard this one before. One day, a young girl returned home from school. She was very upset about the way her peers had been treating her. She cried …

I grew up in an odd home, not much rock and roll in the air. What we did have was classical music and jazz. I had (and still have) an affinity for jazz. One of my favorite versions of a standard …

I learned an important lesson early in my adult life. Did you know that you can oppose something without endorsing the opposite thing? What I mean is, just because a person might be in opposition …

One thing I’m still getting used to about the isolation that comes with living in Wrangell is the lack of a movie theater and the inability to watch new films as they debut. This was never more …