by Carol S. Hyman Like most small children, I ran to my mother whenever I was hurt. The first time I brought her a splinter too deep for tweezers, she told me to sit tight and she’d be right back. When she returned with a needle and book of matches, […]
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by Carol S. Hyman The Greeks acknowledged love’s nuances with many names. This year my Valentine goes out to America, wishing for a wave of love to sweep over our land, an upswelling of pragma, the word the Greeks used for a love built on commitment, understanding, and long-term best […]
by Carol S. Hyman It’s that time of year again, only this year it’s different. When I was a child, pondering the question of what I wanted for Christmas was pretty much a year-round activity. Even if my wildest desires had to be whittled down to the best I could […]
by Carol S. Hyman 1989 marked the first use of the word “viral” to describe the rapid spread of information, according the Oxford English Dictionary. Or so I read on a website; not having an online subscription to the OED, I couldn’t fact-check, but it seems reasonable. Two years later […]
Life as we know it would not exist without water. But this blessing can turn into a curse when it goes where we don’t want it to be. Just ask those people who’ve been flooded out of their towns in middle America this spring and summer. Or ask any unfortunate homeowner. Like me.