‘Mom, do you know my name?’

By Janice Elizabeth Berte It all started out so innocently when I visited my mother years ago, and I would notice that asking her basic...

Long-term care can bankrupt Americans

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We had begun talking about retirement, and when we broached the topic of someday needing home or institutional care, we felt financially vulnerable. So we began exploring long-term care insurance options.
Janice Lindsay discusses all of her things that go "beep."

The courage to begin

By Janice Lindsay, Contributing Writer Pia the young osprey perched at the edge of a massive nest constructed atop a pole on an island in...
Janice Lindsay discusses all of her things that go "beep."

Pen a complaint. It works.

By Janice Lindsay, Contributing Writer A colorful Work of Art sat on my desk, a piece I created myself, that turned out to be quite...
Janice Lindsay discusses all of her things that go "beep."

In search of a piece of toast

By Janice Lindsay, Contributing Writer Hopeful Consumer Lady needed a new toaster. She thought this would be easy. She splurged for a nifty-sounding high-tech model from...

From beginning to end, Falene filled our home with joy

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When the little calico cat showed up at my office doorstep more than 20 years ago, one look at those huge green eyes, with their dark, mascara-like rims, and that “prairie dog” stance and I was instantly won over.
Janice Lindsay discusses all of her things that go "beep."

Evil plastic thingies and other modern conveniences

By Janice Lindsay, Contributing Writer When faced with a major life crisis, most of us rally. We face it, figure out what to do, and...

Things to be suspicious of

By Janice Lindsay, Contributing Writer While contemplating the arrival of the new year, I came upon a few cautionary notes I had written to myself,...
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A guilty pleasure, but I don’t feel guilty

By Janice Lindsay, Contributing Writer When my mother gave me an age-softened novel called “The Woman-Haters,” I was not excited about reading it, being a...
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There’s no such thing as a vacant lot

By Janice Lindsay I once read an article in which the writer tried to describe Alaska. When I read the first sentence, I choked on...