Next year at BWE10, I suggest that, at the least, the beer be icy cold. Oh, and a couple of near-naked dudes be sent to the various venues wander around for the viewing pleasure of the ladies. Is that too much to ask?

There on my computer monitor, staring at me in bold, cheerful color appeared a reunited assembly of my former classmates. My first thought was: Who are all these old, gray haired people?

It’s a love story between a father and his sons….It’s about family in all its messy glory when each member is valued as an individual. It’s about males without women but not in a way that demeans either gender.

It’s called coming to a crossroads. You don’t know whether to turn
left or right.