By SHARON K. GILBERT I clearly remember the day when I first heard Paul McCartney’s solo album song, Maybe I’m Amazed, for the first time. I was sitting in the room I shared with my younger sister at my parents’ house in Dupont. It was a humble room, and DebbieContinue Reading

Today, I started walking again. As a writer, I spend a lot of my day sitting in a chair  with a computer on my lap. Consequently, my arms and legs and circulatory system have begun to complain. When I lived in Bloomington, I walked every evening, sometimes for an hourContinue Reading