I cannot say that I knew Richard Don Moorman during our three years at Bryan Adams High School; with a student body of 3,300, it was too big to be friends with everyone. He is among the class of 1971’s “fallen Cougars,” having died in 2003...
My Illinois-based friend Dex is highly discerning. His opinions about history, religion, culture, sports and politics are invariably well-considered and can be relied upon. In the penultimate category, he is baseball first, hockey second...
The twin (although not identical) sister of my long-ago University of Texas girlfriend, Pam, was named Becky. They were born on July 4, 1952—a few months before me. That means they were sophomores and I was a freshman when we met at Jester...
Most Muslims would regard me as a Kafir, a conscious non-adherent of Islam. This derogatory term is often translated as “pagan,” “rejector,” “denier,” “disbeliever” or—most infuriating—“infidel.” I am no infidel, as I hold warmly to the Christian...
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