To be a different bird—that’s what I love. I’ve always been the one they didn’t want to hand the microphone to, the one with a little too much spirit for the crowd. L… Read More

The plane touched down in the heat and the casket was heavy. Men carried it off the jet with stiff arms and steady steps. No one spoke. No one had to. The widow stood by with her hands clenched into fists a… Read More