I visited the Hirshhorn Museum and Sculpture Garden on a recent trip to Washington, D.C. When I entered the museum, I immediately saw big colorful words on the walls and ceiling of the lower floor. I took the …

This week between holidays is for family, friends and feasting on leftovers. It’s for lingering with coffee and cookies, cuddling our pets and ignoring the alarm. A new calendar will roll in on …

Being human is a messy business. Coming into the world is a messy process. The testimony of the writings sacred to Christians called the Gospels bear witness that God chose to reveal Godself ​ …

In my early days as a pastor, I had too much theological education and not enough time in the real world of the church. I tried (unsuccessfully) to get my congregation to hold off celebrating …

Commentary: Words matter and last Tuesday the Fernandina Beach city commission chambers were witness to the most hateful three-minute rant likely ever uttered during the meeting's public …

My father had the ability to talk to anyone anywhere. Color, status, clothing, education or religion meant nothing to him. He valued each person. He would endlessly embarrass me, calling me over to …

I am relocating in a few weeks. My mind is as messy as my garage. My thoughts are piled like my things. They mixed up in a variety of “to-do” lists. I haven’t moved in 12 years. …

I would never make light of the destruction and heartache caused by the compound storms and political chaos of our time. I had scheduled an art tour to our nation’s capital and I was fortunate …

My home of 12 years is for sale. I supervised the building of it from New Jersey as I was concluding my ministry of 13 years in that location. I was excited to have a home of my own in a beautiful …

Piles of debris line our streets. Chainsaws roar and hammers bang. We are cleaning up. The howling wind was scary. We were brushed by the outer bands of Hurricane Helene as it tore northward on its destructive path.

I had a busy day and was tired. I took a nap. I slept longer than I had planned. I had to go to the grocery store before the day’s end. I got myself together and set out. I got what I needed …

This time of year, health journalists typically write stories focusing on the upcoming cold and flu season. We ask about predictions for various respiratory illness outbreaks and detail changes in …

My old glasses were pranksters. They hid on an obscure shelf in the garage, snickering gleefully while I looked for them in the house and in the front yard. It wasn’t until I went searching for …

Fernandina Beach property owners dodged a bullet Tuesday night over a proposal that, if approved, had the potential to devastate the tranquility of city neighborhoods. PUD is the acronym, and you need to care about the peril that changes to requirements of a planned unit development would have on our town.

I got new glasses. Getting new glasses was not a fashion decision. I needed to see more clearly. My prescription had not changed much after last year’s checkup. I postponed the expensive …

In 1986, the popular singer-songwriter Billy Joel released his album’s title song, “A Matter of Trust," as a single. It was an instant hit. Listeners related …

It's not rocket science. Mayor Badley Bean has said RYAM building a bioethanol plant in the city is "a no-brainer."

As the Fernandina Beach city commission election approaches, Mayor Bradley Bean's rhetoric has taken a troubling turn. While it is typical for election campaigns to highlight …

If you have traveled around Florida, and especially if you have traveled State Road 200/A1A, you know what these are: Bob’s Barricades! These highway icons come in all shapes and sizes. They …

While reorganizing an endless flow of paper, I came across old files I had saved. As you might guess, I stopped cleaning and looked through them. I found a file of poems I wrote in college in a …