A new play about Joan of Arc, I, Joan, opens in London next week. After all the plays, poetry, novels, and biographies published since she was burned at the stake in 1431, it’s difficult to imagine that anything fresh …READ MORE
In January 1978, Kris and I were married in Milwaukee, Wisconsin—admittedly not the most propitious time weather-wise for a wedding. We’d saved our money, enabling us to honeymoon in Europe, spending a month with a friend in Switzerland and then …READ MORE
In the spring of 2014, I served as prompter for a local homeschool poetry fest in Asheville, North Carolina. From pre-K students to high school seniors, students marched onto stage and recited verse to an audience composed of family and …READ MORE
The weeds needed pulling. Branches needed trimming. Dishes and silverware had piled up on the sink board. Books, papers, and crayons—the grandchildren were visiting—littered the dining room table and needed to be stowed away before supper.
Yet there I sat …READ MORE
We’re almost through Pride Month. While many aspects of this “celebration” come off as tasteless at best, what’s truly sickening about it is the indoctrination efforts this event directs toward young children.
Public libraries, where drag queen story hours and …READ MORE
It must be hard to be a father today.
Providing, protecting, and guiding a child through life are hard enough tasks in a normal world. But throw in an environment where: