Sunday, November 14, was the 125th anniversary of Mamie Eisenhower’s birth. She was her own person, as well as an Army wife and First Lady, a devoted grandmother and a never-ending source of love and support to her husband General and later President Dwight D. Eisenhower.
A joyride ride in the countryside poses the biggest question that faces this nation.
It is never too late to learn that joy can be found in small things.
When it’s time to clean out your closets, you will be confronted with what you forgot to remember.
Indifference and escalating violence may be caused by many things. At least one of them is fear.
Trapped for hours in socially un-distanced chaos, Southwest Airlines leaves their passengers up in the air without a flight—or a contingency plan.
These days it is easy to become cynical, but I take inspiration from leaders who identify seemingly intractable problems and work to bring people together to make our world better–and safer. Here is a great example of that.
The pandemic has fostered an explosion of digital and electronic use, creating new dependencies and frustrations. Many efficiencies have been realized. But, when the pandemic is over will we have lost some of the things that made us human?
For me, the sum of Dwight Eisenhower’s professional and personal life will always be linked to September. Within the month there lies a symbol of his leadership and accomplishments, as well as a tragic story of his greatest loss.
The political leaders of both parties often talk about the importance of national unity, but they rarely show signs that this is their top priority.