As my siblings move forward, I wonder if I'm being left behind
By by Laura McGinnis, Page W31
For her 60th birthday, my mother rents a house by the beach and asks the family to join her there. The house is designed to sleep eight, but we are nine in total: my parents, two siblings, their spouses and children. And me.
The 1939 movie, "Mr. Smith Goes to Washington," at a glance, including a plot summary, famous scenes, memorable quotes and fun facts.
Friends launch a new venture schooling trade groups in social networking
By Elizabeth Chang, Page W04
Maddie Grant and Lindy Dreyer met on the Web, which is very appropriate considering what they do: Their business teaches organizations how to reach out to their members through the Internet.
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A sampling of letters to the editor, online comments and other reader feedback about The Washington Post Magazine.
Can a former cheerleader and an ex-band geek find common ground?
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Can a former cheerleader and an ex-band geek find common ground?
In the seven decades since the controversial Washington premiere of 'Mr. Smith Goes to Washington,' everyone from Richard Nixon to Barack Obama has sought a connection to an idealistic fictional senator played by Jimmy Stewart
By Liza Mundy, Page W10
In the seven decades since the controversial Washington premiere of 'Mr. Smith Goes to Washington,' everyone from Richard Nixon to Barack Obama has sought a connection to an idealistic fictional senator played by Jimmy Stewart
20 years later, a photographer's subjects are all grown up
By Claudia Smigrod, Page W16
A photographer's work shows the children of Alexandria, Virginia, as they were in the 1980s and the young adults they are today.
A new Italian restaurant gets its pies right, but not much of anything else
By Tom Sietsema, Page W26
*1/2 Potenza 1430 H St. NW 202-638-4444 www.potenzadc.com
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Many of us have been there: the guest of someone who leaves an inadequate gratuity in a restaurant. In the case of a member of one of my recent online chats, a self-described former waitress noticed that her family undertipped, and she was unsure how to rectify the situation.
A dog, a stranger and a connection I couldn't share
By Caitlin Gibson, Page W31
The man on the bus had a mop of unkempt brown hair, a green jacket and headphones, always headphones. He mumbled to himself, and his hands twitched. He never looked at anyone. On the mornings when the bus wasn't early, when we didn't have to sprint frantically down the street to catch it, a handful...
(By which we mean no adults involved)
By Gene Weingarten, Page W32
Whoa. Nothing rhymes with "poetry"! This startling observation occurred to me 22 seconds ago, after my editor, Tom the Butcher, informed me that the column I had just submitted to him, a witty account of my recent problems with a professional moving company, was "not remotely funny." When I asked...
