Opinion

In the current political environment, I am frightened enough to feel that I have to be more involved. But how? Deciding isn’t easy, and neither is choosing among Representative Lee Zeldin's primary challengers.

If you had confronted me, I would have told you I wasn’t a battered wife. I was a strong, smart woman in love with a troubled man.

I was aware that Airbnb and HomeAway had obstacles, and I had heard the horror stories, renters partying and charging admission, or subdividing rooms with Sheetrock then subletting to other tenants.
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Thank you, Mr. President, for strengthening the bonds of my nuclear family. “We’ll get through this, boys,” I told my discombobulated sons, “the family that panics together takes Xanax together.”

With college acceptance letters there comes a dilemma: not only which to choose, but whether you should search your soul for what you love or just flip a coin.

Charlie Miner would learn of the toll of anti-aircraft fire only after a bombing run. “We all paid our respects. But after that, we didn’t talk a whole lot about the ones who were gone. It was just the risk you took.”

Disabilities access improves self-reliance, reduces tax expenditures, and is good for business.

Forget hard structures and dumping offshore sand on the Montauk beach, it's time for coastal retreat.

Representative Zeldin calls Trump “the ultimate dealmaker,” but both seem indifferent to the damage even a successful deal with the Chinese would do to American consumers.

Both young and old experience a heightened push-pull between the desire to stand on our own and our need to rely on others.

Not only is life better when we live to chase the question mark, questions drive us to be creative.

I have the teaching experience, the education, and the dedication, but I have no gun. So why do I want a gun? Let me count the ways . . .