When my partner Bill encounters a bad driver I plead with him not to hoot. “Remember we’re in America,” I say. “They might have a gun.” In my doctor’s waiting room, a clearly mentally ill patient was ranting. I pretended to...
Read MoreThe restaurant was buzzing with a smart after-work crowd. The professional looking women on the next table settled their bills. Then they held hands, bowed their heads, and said a prayer before heading home. I’ve often seen...
Read MoreMy friend Bob has a possum story. Finding a smelly dead one in the road, and being a responsible citizen, he shovelled it into a plastic bag and hauled it into his trash can. Later when he opened the lid, the...
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