Mike Kerrigan

Fifty years ago, the SS Edmund Fitzgerald sank in Lake Superior, killing 29 crew members. Gordon Lightfoot's haunting ballad immortalized the tragedy forever.

It is often ordinary people who create the most extraordinary beauty, particularly when the undertaking is grand in scope.

When I arrived with friends in western North Carolina, we were surprised to learn that the earlier-arriving boots on the ground were not boots at all, but sandals.

Aging, for all its aches and indignities, is not without its blessings. I began to notice this three years ago, when my odometer showed five decades of earthly drive-time.

My eyes welled with tears this summer as I heard The Hillbilly Thomists perform live for the first time. For 50 weeks of the year, these men humbly live out their priestly vocations.

Even though likely still in shock, Melania Trump was able to see unadulterated evil, terrifying and ugly as it may appear up close, for what it is.

I'm a fan of the Grateful Dead. I find it ironic that my dog, who is named after one of their songs, has taught me an important truth about my faith.

Golf champ Scottie Scheffler pledged to withdraw from competition if his pregnant wife Meredith when into labor before the final round of the Masters.

Our nation should come together to honor the heroes who saved lives in Vietnam as members of the "Dustoff" crews. Their valor and courage are remarkable and worthy of honor and praise.

My wife and I were heading down the highway to the University of Colorado to drop off our daughter for her freshman year. Then, the unthinkable happened.

The viral image of a dusty dad forced me to confess that, looking back, I have missed events with my five kids because work did not permit, or so I believed. Yet this man made the time.

It was my 17-year-old sister Brig’s idea, as I recall, to go in together on a Christmas gift for our mother.