When I was a child of five, one of the first books I read in school was about Dick, Jane and a dog named Spot.  They lived in a house with a picket fence on a sunny street with a mother and father named Mr. And Mrs. Little.  Dick, Jane, and Spot had many adventures and I lov

During lunch with a resident at the retirement center, we talked about art and its effect on the aging brain. Both of us thought any form art challenged people’s perceptions and kept that organ active. From there, we took a short hop to various types of writing: fiction, non-fictio