On a warm Sunday morning in Alabama in July of 1980, I was walking across the parking lot just outside the dormitory that I lived in on...

I had a friend who used to say, “Rest when you die. You’re gonna be dead for a long, long time.” What she failed to mention is that if...

My name is Brian, but my father called me Ben from the time I was born until the day he died. I am sixty-four years old and, to this day,...