I admire columnists. Always have, really, since the time I sent Woody Paige a snarky response to a Denver Post column bashing the Jacksonville Jaguars. (I was 15 and didn’t yet know the term snarky, ...

My favorite Tough Love question from the last eight years, the one I (somewhat inexplicably) recall most fondly, was from a woman whose boyfriend was grossed out that she used a pee rag—a.k.a.

The words “Fan Mail” were printed in my mother’s neat hand on the top of a shoebox I found while I was cleaning out my office closet for the remediation team after the Eaton fires. Many years ago, I ...