Wedding guest Dear Ann Landers: My sister is planning her wedding, and our family is having a problem with the guest list.
As we sat on a bench near the Imagine mosaic, waiting for the crowds to thin enough for Fiona to take a picture, our conversation slid into the easy back-and-forth that usually eludes us on the phone.
Now, I am totally confused and totally blank.
With the caution of a sapper dismantling a bomb, he peeled away the historical details he needed to expose.
He was bisexual; he was friendly with Morrissey; he was a model for the United Colors of Benetton.
What if she is raped, what if she is killed? Dear Ann Landers: My 63-year-old widowed aunt lives alone and has few friends.