The new guy had potential, even if he was an arrogant jerk. My father-in-law, who’d worked at the Fireman’s Fund Headquarters in Marin ...

          My eighty-six year old mother is sharp as a tack, and she can be as annoying as sitting on one. She doesn’t do crossword puzzles, ...

        “Stop shouting at our customers!” the bank manager said.      “Sorry.” I hadn’t realized I’d been yelling.       It was 1977 and I...