by Robert Frost My long two-pointed ladder's sticking through a tree Toward heaven still, And there's a barrel that I didn't fill Beside it, and there may be two or three Apples I didn't pick upon some bough. But…
What really killed Mozart?

What Really Killed Mozart? Maybe Strep By NICHOLAS BAKALAR Published: August 17, 2009 Scandalous rumors about popular musicians were just as lurid in the 18th century as they are today, but they moved at a more deliberate pace. Wolfgang Amadeus…

Dr. WEEKS’ COMMENT:   thanks to Jim Riley, Frank Millet and all the scholars, ancient and modern, who inspire the best from us! Extende lucem  (“Extend or enlarge the light.”)   Vivere parce aequo animo  (“To live simply with a mind…

While most Christians embrace Christmas, a few recall a more complex history By TOM BREEN | Associated Press Writers December 14, 2007 In researching his book, “Christmas: A Candid History,” Forbes discovered that major American denominations–Presbyterians, Baptists, Quakers, Methodists and…
The Doctor Within

The Doctor Is Within By Pico Iyer Associated Press/Ashwini Bhatia Dalai Lama speaking last month to Tibetan students at the Tibetan Children’s Village School in Dharmsala, India, about the principles of Buddhism. “Dream — nothing!” is one of the many…

    Bee Stings Cure Arthritis James L. Rosenberg   My swollen fingers, gnarled and knotted Cramped awkward with intolerable ache; I bought a farm of snarling bees; They stung me for salvations sake.   Strange ease to purchase through…

To You by Walt Whitman (1819-1892) … Whoever you are! claim your own at any hazard! These shows of the East and West are tame compared to you, These immense meadows, these interminable rivers, you are immense and interminable as they,…