by Shelly Reuben on June 6th

I’ll start today with a mini-recollection. The context is sad, but just push that aside, and listen to the message. Many ..

by Shelly Reuben on May 30th

The temperature’s rising. The sun’s blazing hot. When I sit in the shade, I won’t budge from the spot, There is, though, ..

by Shelly Reuben on May 23rd

I met Byron Houston Coates when we were both on leave from reality and living in New Jersey. Me, having fled ..

by Shelly Reuben on May 16th

Let me start off by saying … as one does when looking at modern art … “I’m not an expert, ..

by Shelly Reuben on May 9th

After casually mentioning in a previous column that I’d watched Million Dollar Movie while growing up, a much younger friend ..

by Shelly Reuben on May 2nd

I disliked roses when I was growing up. My mother didn’t have any in our garden. Lilacs? Yes. Lily of the ..

by Shelly Reuben on April 25th

It was one of those days. One of those terrible, terrible days. That particular Wednesday had slammed all of the ..

by Shelly Reuben on April 18th

Once upon a time, there was a wizard named Wally … I mean a lizard named Larry … No. I ..

by Shelly Reuben on April 11th

Part of me wants this to be a “Once upon a time” story. But it might not have a legitimate ..

by Shelly Reuben on April 4th

The last time I saw Joe, I was with my family, eating, greeting, telling stories about this and that. After ..