How I wish, how fervently I ache, to take my mother’s hand, kiss her check,tell her I love her, and watch her smile. For me it was not, nor can ever be. But for you,...

When Bill Burke asked my mother out, she experienced the unluckiest day of her life. Diana (to become my high school sweetheart-and wife) agreeing to go out with me was the luckiest day of my...

My mother’s story continues to haunt me, it will until the day I die. My guilt and personal anguish is a good thing. It propelles me to strive to become the man my mother wanted...