I believe that you can never have too many books. Here’s proof: A year ago, my husband and I did some time-to-get-serious cleaning of closets and bookshelves. I forced myself to part with some books. (When I wrote that last sentence, I originally typed the words “get rid of” but that sounded so callous.) I cried when I had to …
In Others’ Words: Be Happy
This past weekend, I listened to a radio broadcaster chat with a middle-schooler — asking the typical “What do you want to be when you grow up?” questions. Where do you want to go to college? What do you want to study? What kind of engineer do you want to be? (This, after the kid finally said he thought — …