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It’s no secret that I love music. My earliest musical memories are of my father, playing clarinet with a Dixieland Jazz band. When I was old enough he taught me how to set the needle down on a vinyl LP so I could listen to George Gershwin’s “Rhapsody in Blue” on my parents’s record player.

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While in the market for the house that soon shall become home, I realized shopping for real estate these days

How many times a day do you say “I’m sorry?” I was with a friend recently, and we began discussing

I. Love. Music. My personal music playlist has 15 hours of everything from the late, Chicago, blues musician, singer/songwriter, Little

I want to join in the chorus of my 1010 Park Place colleagues who are ranting about self-absorbed people who

I’m fed up. I’m tired of people telling me they hate their lives and their careers and they, “Can’t be

What is it about Deacon Claybourne that makes my ole’ heart go pit-a-pat, pit-a-pat? Just about everything! The way he

With Mother’s Day, graduation, summer weddings and Father’s Day just around the corner, Jessica King’s beautiful watercolor portraits make great

I love entertaining and having people in my home. There is nothing better than having friends and family gathered around

Years ago, I watched my brother’s kids for a week while he and his wife went on vacation. I stayed

I pulled the stack of letters out of the box. They were neatly tied with a red ribbon and protested

At one point I dreamt I was being taken to the airport on a stretcher. That the only way my

This week Frank Sinatra would have turned 100! His music lives on through many generations of fans, including me. I

It’s the end of summer and I’m sitting on a blanket with my husband in one of London’s gorgeous parks.

Tentatively I asked him if he’d take me to his studio. “I’d love to!” he replied, and we proceeded to

“Just one?” I wish restaurant hostesses wouldn’t use this phrase.

I look up at the clock to find it’s much later than I expected. “Just one more page,” I think

I’m concerned about someone I love right now. I’m worried she’s unhappy and that her unhappiness is propelling her out

The Earth is spinning faster than it used to. That’s my take on it anyway. It’s going to be Halloween