In the household where I was raised, “Love thy neighbor as thyself” often felt like the highest commandment. My grandmother, who worked as a nurse on Rikers Island at the peak of the AIDS crisis, ...

When one of my colleagues died, someone paid the best compliment a reader can give to a writer: “I never met him, but I feel like I lost a friend.” That’s how I feel about the death of Michael Gerson, ...

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For years Rush Limbaugh and I lived on one Fifth Avenue street. What he loved were dinners at Patsy’s longtime restaurant. And he’d repeat the jokes. Like: “Come Thanksgiving, I’ll order a turkey with ...