This year, of course, I’m torn about the Thanksgiving feast. As you all know, I’ve spent 2017 counting calories, eating healthy and spending an inordinate amount of time sweating in a gym. I’ve learned to eat smaller portions of better foods.
I love movies. I used to love going to a theater to see a movie. In fact, at one point in my life, I went to a theater four or five times a month to see movies
I got out of the habit a few years ago, and now I seldom venture inside a theater.
But last weekend, I got to do something I’ve always wanted to do. I saw the classic movie “Casablanca” on the big screen.
Look, I’m no Grinch. I’m no Ebenezer Scrooge.
But the mad rush to Christmas has officially begun. In fact, I’ve already seen Christmas commercials on TV, and one of the channels I get on cable is already showing round-the-clock Christmas movies.
I love books. Fiction. Nonfiction. It doesn't really matter.
I've been this way since childhood, when I was sharing the adventures of teenage detectives Frank and Joe Hardy. Soon after that, I was floating down the Mississippi with Huck and Jim, experiencing the Civil War through the eyes of Scarlett and Rhett and learning about racial inequality with Scout Finch.
I’ve made no secret in this space of my desire for more civility in politics and in life.
I’m sick of the sniping. I’m sick of the hate. I’m sick of politicians who love party more than nation. News flash, kids: You weren’t elected to represent a political party. You were elected to represent all of the people in your district. And that includes the ones who voted against you.