A fistful of quarters jangled in my pocket as I strode toward my destination. When I was ten years old, there was simply no better place in the world than the humble campground store I knew as Barney’s. It was the hub of a Michigan lakeside resort that my family frequented during the seventies. Every..
Today is my 42nd birthday, and I am beginning to think that I might be experiencing one of the most enjoyable seasons of my life. It’s hard to tell for sure, as such grand evaluations are truly valid only in retrospect. In fact, without knowing the near and distant future, it’s impossible to say whether..