Author: Scott Saalman

     “Jaws” turns 50 this summer. Since 1975, I have watched it as many times—if not more—as the age of the movie itself. This is a conservative estimate.      I plan to rewatch it this Fourth of July with all immediate family members. For some, it will be their first viewing! How is that even possible?      This…

“ ’Cause it’s summerSummertime is hereYes, it’s summerMy time of year.”— War My favorite summer songs are those that are soundtracks to a specific memory or simply conjure a general sense of the season. My auditory recollections remain as indelible as the scent of roadside honeysuckle and sweet cotton-candied air at the Fourth of July…

Today should be declared a national holiday. A memoir has just been launched by the funniest writer in America, Pulitzer-Prize winner Dave Barry. The book is called Class Clown: The Memoirs of a Professional Wiseass. It’s through line: “How I Went 77 Years Without Growing Up.” For two weeks, I anxiously awaited its arrival, peeing…

M glanced from his phone to ask if he could interview me for a class project. “I’d love to help,” I said. Suddenly, I felt . . . dare I say it . . . RELEVANT . . . yes, RELEVANT here in this century’s Abhorring Twenties. A member of Generation Z had deemed me…

Delaney asked to borrow my “The Old Man and the Sea,” which was required reading in one of her collegiate courses. I responded with a resounding no. The lifetime percentage rate of someone returning a borrowed book to me is about 10%. People don’t borrow books—they steal books. No one is going to get their…