My Dad was a Cheapskate

My Dad was a Cheapskate

My Dad was a cheapskate. He was more than thrifty. “It’s his way, my mother would say to excuse his perniciousness which hurt me and curbed my enthusiasm for events and opportunities, field trips as a child. In my parents’ defense, he was the sole...
What Color is Your Burka?

What Color is Your Burka?

As much as I crave my claim to a nonjudgmental nature, I snared myself the other day. Caught red-handed, er, red-faced. Guilty. I maligned a couple of sullen overaged teens for spending too much time immersed in online games. Games with names sounding vaguely of comic...