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My Turn: Practice and patience for life’s traffic jams

On trying, then failing, then trying again to drive a stick shift

My Turn: Practice and patience for life’s traffic jams

Left foot on the clutch, right on the brake.

Turn the key in the ignition.

Release the parking brake.

Give it a little gas.

Ease off on the clutch — too fast.

Stalled out. Again.

Left foot on the clutch,...

My Turn: Love was a romantic comedy … of errors
My Turn: Love was a romantic comedy … of errors

‘When Harry Met Sally’ turns 25, still has one lesson to teach

My turn: Watch the seasons change at a summer cookout
My turn: Watch the seasons change at a summer cookout

I’ve come to think of summer as the “flag months,” given the opportunities for star-spangled banners and bunting to go on display from Memorial Day and Flag Day to the Fourth of July and Veterans Day.

While there’s...

My Turn: What he knows now about fatherhood that he didn’t know then
My Turn: What he knows now about fatherhood that he didn’t know then

CHARLESTON, W.Va. — Five years ago this spring, I learned that I was going to become a father, which at the time provided column fodder wherein I wondered how I’d do as a dad.

Now, with a brood of two — a boy, now 4, and a...

My Turn: Everybody needs a hobby

Pastimes offer respite from one’s day job

My Turn: An open letter from mother to daughter

Dear Ava,

Six years ago, your dad and I had one of our most memorable arguments.

We struggled with the decision to send you to kindergarten. You’d just turned five and separation anxiety was the name of your game.

I wanted...

My Turn: Getting it together, eventually

We all know those people who seem to have it all together.

They’re never late for work. They always have time to go to the gym. They make shopping lists before they go to the grocery store. They never forget to do laundry and end up...

My Turn: Learning from the women before me
My Turn: Learning from the women before me

Spring is often thought of as a time for new beginnings.

Baby birds sing, new flowers push their way through the dirt and a sense of change is in the air.

It was a spring day just like that on April 30, 1998, the day my mamaw died. I was...

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