In Search of Creativity

Once I got stuck in traffic behind a hand-painted box truck decorated with silhouettes of rebel soldiers kissing Southern belles under trees dripping with Spanish moss.  In addition to the Civil War scenes, there was one of those magnetic signs depicting Mary and Joseph bent in prayer over the baby Jesus that read, “Let’s Keep.. read more →

Remembering The Holocaust

I have a confession to make:  When it comes to remembering the Holocaust, I try not to; in fact, I will go to great lengths to avoid it. When I was about nine years old, I read Anne Frank; The Diary of a Young Girl.  I knew before I began that she died in a.. read more →