Borrowing from Will Rogers, I never met a pizza I didn’t like. Whenever I say that, I typically follow up with, “I even like Little League park pizza.” I could eat pizza every day and can probably write about it… Continue Reading
More than 150 years later a new Army of Northern Virginia roams the Shenandoah Valley. This one does not wear gray uniforms and answer to Robert E. Lee. It drives Hondas and Toyotas and Ford 150s and answers to no… Continue Reading
I was surprised to see Sen. John McCain as the subject of the “By the Book” feature in The New York Times Book Review section last Sunday. I don’t think of Sen. McCain as an author but he does have… Continue Reading
There were only four of us Ackerman kids at the time. I was 8, maybe 9, so it was at least two years before my kid brother Bobby was born. Every time I relive this little memory, and I relive… Continue Reading
My friend Paul Martin Trzcinski is the king of cheesy jokes. For example: “Every fortune teller I meet is always angry or always sad. I just can’t seem to find a happy medium.” Rim shot. Paul earns his living playing… Continue Reading
I bruise you, you bruise me We both bruise too easily Too easily to let it show I love you and that’s all I know These are the opening lyrics of one of my favorite songs. Not one of my… Continue Reading