John Marlowe

I once heard a fascinating story of an electrician. Every night after work, he gathered all of the scrap pieces of wire from the job site, and throw them in…

My friend, Karen, and I were talking the other day, and like nearly all discussions between members of the opposite sex, the conversation ultimately turned to shag carpeting. Karen is…

With New Year’s Eve just around the corner, I find myself thinking once again of Disney’s Cinderella. I know what you are thinking. No, I’m not the party dude who…

’Twas the night before Christmas, and I was a grouse The question occurring: Am I man or a mouse? You see I’d forgotten, my deadline was due To my office…

A concerned little eight-year-old girl, Virginia O’Hanlon wrote a letter to the editor of New York City’s third-most significant daily newspaper, The Sun, and a hasty response followed on Sept.…

I was out in my neighbor’s front yard helping Ronnie, Stevie’s father, put up Christmas lights on his roof. My job was to detangle the strands of lights as they…

I’ve concentrated my professional life around businesses that make creativity their centerpiece. In my case, I stay close to The Arts. I’ve worked in the cultures of literature, design and…

By John Marlowe Do you believe in signs from above? I didn’t, although I consider myself a very spiritual person. Before, I maintained a healthy skepticism of Bible stories, and…

By John Marlowe I’ve been contemplating Thanksgivings past, and I keep wondering where we put everyone. It wasn’t uncommon for us to go over the river and through the woods…

By John Marlowe What goes “ninety-nine, clomp; ninety-nine, clomp”? A centipede with a wooden leg! This old chestnut was my introduction to entomology. Entomology is the study of insects. Frequently,…