The good news is, we will NEVER be the 51st state—even if every citizen has a lobotomy and complies.

Jane Weary I’d lived on the street for over a year before we spoke. It was me, more gregarious, louder, younger, who’d initiated the...

Earl Fowler My mother-in-law was the lone congregant, single parishioner, unique supplicant in a religion of one. She was an adherent —...