This month’s “After Hours” is a companion piece to an essay I wrote for Change Seven, called, “The Unexpected Beauty of Alzheimer’s,” which was written

This month’s “After Hours” is a companion piece to an essay I wrote for Change Seven, called, “The Unexpected Beauty of Alzheimer’s,” which was written
When my mother received her Alzheimer’s diagnosis in the spring of 2013, my sisters and I thought only of the potential horrors that lay ahead,
There once was a town named Oak Alley. Populated almost exclusively with “one-percenters, (long before anyone ever heard of such a thing), Oak Alley was
For most of us, food is a fascinating, and necessary, subject. Every day we talk about what to eat, how to eat it, where to
The fog comes on little cat feet. It sits looking over harbor and city on silent haunches and then moves on. – Carl Sandburg When
Truth. Every person of color whom I have ever met, have ever loved, or whom I will ever love, will likely have no use for