Our four-legged friends have much to teach us in the ways of compassion There’s always too much on my mind to try to get into one 600-word column, something a now-waning bronchial malaise has made a little more daunting. But “malaises” do remind us how much words of concern and empathy help, and how professional
My back is killing me. But before you ask, “What happened?” please offer some words of empathy and understanding. That little-known “rule” has general application. Preventing aching backs and most physical woes demands that we stand up every 20 minutes or so and move around. For some, age-related problems and waning strength make that difficult
Martin Luther King Jr. might have agreed with satirist Ogden Nash, who said, “Progress was all right once, but it went on too long.” The same might be said of unions, like the public-school bus drivers whose strike now has 150,000 students scrambling frantically to get to and from school. And King would worry that 
“Together we can change the face of our culture” was the subtitle chosen by editor Allen Houston for my previous column. Allen, who left this company shortly after that, chose a lot of good headlines in his two-plus years editing the paper, and we thank him and wish him great success in his new workplace. 
TOGETHER, WE CAN CHANGE THE FACE OF OUR CULTURE What a struggle to write this column about the 20 first-grade children and six women educators shot to death by a 20-year-old male assailant, in a true safe haven—an elementary school in the low-crime town of Newtown, Conn. The Daily News’ front-page headline “The World Weeps” 
