Columns: Editorial

Following a mini getaway in June, my beloved and I arrived home to find our AC on the blink and a stuffy, 82-degree reading on the upstairs thermostat. Drat!

For most people, when there’s a purchasing decision to be made, the more choices available, the better. In my house, however, choices must be carefully curtailed.

 I will always remember the summer of 2002 as the Summer of Gilligan.

It’s always good to know your priorities. For many of the major decisions of my life, I’ve organized my thoughts on paper and then stuck to that road map.