Journalist Sheilah Bright
A friend of mine married a much younger man last year. They celebrated their 1-year anniversary recently so I think it might stick. She is 101. He is 89. "At my age," Opal Clark Moss told me, "they're all younger men." There weren't many people at the wedding because most of their friends and many... Continue Reading →
Mr. Lee and I stop to stare at jars of pickled vipers. The Sunday market crowd in old Kaili, China, snakes a detour around the tooth-pulling table set up cockeyed on the sidewalk next to us. Across the street, women who dream of mile-high buns sort through bags of unwanted human hair. They pull the... Continue Reading →
How do you begin a story about a day that will never go away? Do you start with the boy who did everything right on May 20, 2013 - stayed away from windows, used his arms to protect his head and neck and remained calm - and still he died? Has enough time passed to... Continue Reading →
