Month: March 2012

I’ll marry a lovely bookworm

This year, I spent St. Patrick’s Day with friends, drinking copious amounts of wine. It got me to thinking about St. Paddy’s Days Past. St. Patrick’s Day of 2009 was particularly memorable. My then 9-year-old son said to me, “I’m full Irish, right?” I said, “No, you’re Irish, Scottish, some English and

It’s All True!

A scandal brews in Nonfiction Town as Truth and Fact slug it out: The Fact-Checker Versus the Fabulist In the Details