The everyday kindness of the back roads more than makes up for the acts of greed in the headlines.

You can find your way across this country using burger joints the way a navigator uses stars.

I much preferred the peaceful life on the road, where I didn't have to ask embarrassing questions and do all the things real reporters have to do.

If there are bleachers in heaven and a warm sun, that's where you'll find Bill Veeck.

Rivers run through our history and folklore, and link us as a people. They nourish and refresh us and provide a home for dazzling varieties of fish and wildlife and trees and plants of every sort. We are a nation rich in rivers.

Now that I look back on it, having retired from being a reporter, it was kind of romantic. It was a wonderful way to live one's life, just as I imagined it would be when I was 6 or 7.

What I learned on the road. Above all else - to love my native land.