Recently, a friend sent me a quote ascribed to the American anthropologist, Margaret Mead. It was her answer to a question that asked what constituted the first signs of civilization in a culture.  She said it would be a broken thighbone that had healed properly. In the wild, the dis

The thief was furious when he found a 4-year-old child strapped into the back seat of the car he’d stolen.  His response was to slam on the brakes and reverse direction.  Finding the mother newly emerged from the grocery store with a gallon of milk, he scolded her for leaving her

For me, one of the greatest hurdles I faced as a candidate for public office was getting through election night.  Take the last time I ran.  The counting machines broke down and supporters who’d joined me in the musicians’ labor hall milled around, clutching cups of cold cof