A well-known comedian is currently touring the country with a show titled “It Ain’t Right.”

I called them tip misers (and maybe a few other things too - but this is a G rated column).

The number 8 has been both kind and cruel to me - my youth baseball number, yes, but also the number of consecutive strikeouts I once had in a single doubleheader.

“When logic and proportion have fallen sloppy dead...”

Growing up, my father was rarely wrong. About anything. He had a quiet certainty and a sharp eye - and even when he was joking, he usually turned out to be right.

He was only 19 when he died.

The summer solstice - our annual signal that summer has officially arrived - is often called “the longest day of the year.”

Something else happened on July 4th.

“Go to America to practice law. There’s nothing but corruption here.”

Confession time: I have a phobia. And while it’s not technically in any diagnostic manual, I’m convinced it’s real.

The choice looked simple on paper.

The Pope turned and waved.

“Do you remember where you were when it happened?” the docent asked.

Last weekend, we were in D.C. for my daughter’s law school graduation - a proud moment, especially since I stood in that same city with a newly minted law degree in hand 37 years ago.

High school yearbook quotes. A treasure trove of teenage bravado and borrowed wisdom.

I treated it like a nuisance. A speed bump between me and a college friend’s wedding.

A 21-year-old amateur golfer made headlines at the 2025 Masters - not for his score, but for his style.

He came nearly every Sunday.

A dozen publishers rejected J.K. Rowling’s first Harry Potter novel.

The government said six months.