Last week before the Casey Anthony verdict, I sat in a room at George Washington University and listened to a group of law students argue a case.   Since I’m friends with one of the law professors, I’ve done this before, perhaps half a dozen times.  Any given night during moot court sessions, there might be six trials…

Right about now, many of you are dreaming about spring.  What a winter.  Blizzards, mudslides, floods.  And it’s still only January. But let’s not talk about climate change.  In fact it could be dangerous for me to mention.  After all the Attorney General of my own fair state, a global warming skeptic, is currently trying to…

I’ve begun a new tradition.  When I wake up in the morning, I turn on the light and read for a little while.  It’s a much more civilized way to face the day than to jump out of bed running, which was my old tradition.  Lying in bed a few extra minutes has had a welcome…

There I was reading Everyday Foods magazine while my granddaughter chattered beside me.  “I get this at home,” I told my son-in-law, “but I haven’t had time to read it in a year.”  There was a silence, then he said, “You know, something’s wrong with that, Mom.” Indeed there is. 

I’ve been lucky, although for a long time I didn’t notice.  While I am clearly a small town/rooted for generations/never need to move kind of woman, I have only lived in one small town, where we had no family ties.  We moved on after six years.  I am married to a minister, and moving comes…