Periodically, a news story comes across my iPad that I just can’t stop thinking about. This story started like this: “On February 21 police officers were dispatched to a bar.” That opening line drew me in almost as fast as “A Florida man ..." “The caller was the bartender,” and ...
Things are starting to look like we may be the only species that has a chance to stop its own potential demise. The apes never held hearings about Homo sapiens taking over, but Congress, Silicon Valley, and cable news talking heads are debating the future of artificial intelligence. ...
Because my dad was raised on a farm by Italian immigrants who neither knew nor cared about American baseball, football, basketball, or even track, I grew up in a non-traditional Western Pennsylvania household. There was zero pressure to constantly practice “being a real man” by boxing, ...
When tourists visit the estate known as Linden Hall at St. James Park, they typically focus on the visible things like its amazing stonework and Tudor-style architecture. They see the sense of permanence rising from the hills a few miles from Dawson. What often is left unobserved is how that ...
I come from a family where grown men cry. My dad cried at the drop of a hat. Don’t get me wrong, it was not in a melodramatic way. It was that quiet, involuntary welling up that happens when a TV ad lands perfectly. You know, like when a soldier returning from war surprises his kid at school, ...
When people talk about Indiana University of Pennsylvania, they usually mention teachers, the culinary school, maybe the football team, and hopefully now the proposed medical school. What doesn’t get said often enough is that IUP attracted and produced some incredible musical giants whose ...
