Does the month in which you’re born dictate your favorite kind of weather — and are people really happier when it’s hot outside?
Going through a health and wellness change, this columnist unexpectedly learns that sometimes, less really is more.
After losing his beloved canine companion, this writer’s wife knows that he needs a best friend — and finds him a new dog.
Reflections on a decades-long friendship and fairway rivalry, sparked by a beautiful fall evening.
Saying a fond farewell to Sears’ last North Carolina store, where this writer got his first bike and ogled mannequins.
Fresh-cut grass stirs up memories of you love and early entrepreneurship during writer Jim Dodson’s teen years.
A journalist tired of the news grind finds unexpected inspiration when he’s roped into coaching a rowdy baseball team.
Thoughts on a milestone 70th birthday from this columnist and his group of friends known as the Stuffed Potato Philosophy & Adventure Club
Reflections on a beloved friend’s passing — and the unexpected contentment that comes as one approaches an older age.
As a youngster, this writer was curious about the Great Wagon Road. Decades later, it sparks an epic road trip and a novel.
As my mother-in-law ages, we treat every visit like like a holiday — full of her favorite meals, magazines and television shows.
As this writer reflects on the death of a beloved companion, he offers a prayer for the lives that touch us… and those that await beyond.
Before he even realized he had the talent, two perceptive educators nurtured this writer’s budding career as an author.
Jim Dodson reflects on a South Carolina childhood spent in twilight — the brief, magical time between day and night.