The world's a scary place. On Sunday, it got a little less frightening.
The face behind al-Qaeda, the mastermind of 9/11, Osama Bin Laden, was killed by an elite team of Navy SEALs in Pakistan. He was hiding in plain site, in a compound outside the Pakistani capital of Islamabad. In a long-running game of hide and go seek, Bin Laden frustrated all efforts to find him.
I don't know about you, but I always assumed Bin Laden was cowering in caves in the desolate mountaintops of Pakistan. I pictured him moving from place to place, one step ahead of all those searching for him.
I didn't picture him in a suburban mansion, with one of his wives and several children around him.
I've never been a big believer in "An eye for an eye," but hearing that Bin Laden had been found, and killed, was satisfying. There's no turning the other cheek to a madman.
I remember so clearly that sunny September day when our national calm was shattered as jet airliners crashed into the Twin Towers, killing thousands of innocent people. Those images haunt us all.
Perhaps now we can all remember where we were when we heard the news that justice was finally done.
Mark your calendars, kids - Mother's Day is this Sunday.
Drew, that means you.
My family will be making a special effort this Mother's Day to honor my mother's mother - Viola Read, who celebrates her 98th birthday on Saturday.
Grandma Read is, as the younger generation says, the bomb. She lives alone, travels to visit her great-grandchildren, entertains us with stories of her life (And she's got plenty of stories) and maintains such a positive attitude.
She's my hero.
She's lived through so much, with some heartbreaking challenges in her path. She's cheated death - ask her doctors about her miraculous comeback from cancer. She's outlived her husband and three of her four children. And, she's a killer on the Scrabble board.
She deserves a big, fat, birthday blowout.
And we'll make sure she gets it.
How can it be?
Summer, right around the corner.
When my son gloated that he only had three weeks of school left, I couldn't believe it.
Our gloomy, gray and cold spring has fooled us into believing we had two months of March.
Bring on the warmth!