Commentary The line at the post office was long, so the woman in front of me decided to turn around and start a conversation. She was concerned about the current generation of young people and whether they would have enough inner strength to stand against an invading army as many Ukrainians are doing. She said…

When my children were little, I read a story in a magazine that stopped my heart. A mom had sent her daughter to the corner grocery store to buy some bread and milk. Her daughter was walking home with the purchases when a stranger in a car pulled to the curb beside her. He smiled…

Commentary How sleep the Brave, who sink to Rest, By all their Country’s Wishes blest! When Spring, with dewy Fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallow’d Mould, She there shall dress a sweeter Sod Than Fancy’s Feet have ever trod. By Fairy Hands their knell is rung, By Forms unseen their Dirge is sung; There…