My life is going to the dogs, and I'm OK with it. I talk baby-talk to my dog King. I admit it. I don’t know why, but I’ve noticed I’m not the only one who does it. When we walk down Second Street in Lewes, the faces of women approaching us break into smiles as they raise their voices an octave and
Friendship never to be taken for granted A few weeks ago, I spent two days and two nights with four of my ‘girlfriends’ – Emily, Marjorie, Iris, and Wendy – at a cottage near the Indian River Inlet in Delaware’s Seashore State Park. It was as if we were high school friends, only I never was allowed
