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The Writer's Almanac is a daily podcast of poetry and historical interest pieces, usually of literary significance. Each day's offering is five minutes long and contains "on this day in hist...

Mozart’s Symphony No. 41 in C Major, the “Jupiter,” was his last, a symphony he never heard, composed in the summer of 1788, three years bef...

Some days I glance at the front page and see the name RUMP in three or four places so I flip back to the Lifestyle section and maybe find a...

A Times story reporting that college students in a writing course do better when they go offline for a month makes perfect sense to me, same...

I remember when I was a kid, our family driving home from Sunday night gospel meeting and stopping at A&W for root beer floats, how beautifu...

This all came crashing down last Monday night at JFK when I boarded a Delta flight to Seattle around 5 p.m. I consider JFK to be as close to...

Forwarded this email? Subscribe here for more My weekly walk to church and back The Column: 04.04.25 Garrison Keillor Apr 4 READ IN APP Shar...

And now I worry, as old people do, about the kids I see who are growing up in the dreadful clutter of American life, the gizmos and social m...

And so you have men on bikes racing through narrow gaps on jammed avenues with a backpack full of shrimp curry and pad thai, meanwhile an el...

Life is good once you master the art of Deletion. Every day my laptop is full of emails asking for money to do worthwhile, even noble, thing...

I was not a good son. A good son is one who visits his mother regularly and I was too busy to do that. I ran around a lot. Sometimes I trave...

I live in the present. If I were to think about the future, I’d be alarmed about the utter demise of journalism and the self-degradation tha...

The lust for world domination does not make for the good life. It’s the life of the male raccoon who battles for preeminence and winds up in...

I intend to enjoy defeat and go back and read Shakespeare, whom I wrote C-minus term papers about in college using terms like “well-structur...

I do not understand the neighbors, actually, such as why their summer house has LANDSCAPING and LAWN ORNAMENTS. A summer house is for relaxa...

When I was 12, I was a teacher’s pet, so I was a target for playground bullies. A boy told me my teeth were green and rotten and I believed...

There is always an excuse for not exercising, a religious prohibition, some hereditary syndrome that makes you feel desperate when you breat...

My steak arrived and I hated it. It was tender to the point of being gelatinous. It was rare, not medium rare. It wasn’t chewy, as steak sho...

I like Trader Joe’s because the clientele is half my age or less and I stand with my cart in a long double line with college kids and mother...

I’m grateful that, as a kid, I got to experience “visiting,” when the family got in the car and dropped in at someone’s house and sat around...

Cranberries are the heart of Thanksgiving dinner. You don’t want a gourmet dinner that distracts you from your life blessings, so you serve...

I’ve known some great fathers, my brother Philip for one, my nephews Will and Douglas, my friends Mark and Tony and Sandy and Fred. Patience...

A little gift for our Garrison Keillor and Friends subscribers. In the Back Room (paid subscribers) you receive a monologue from the 80’s we...

I tell jokes because I remember a time in my life when I crowded into a booth at a bar with eight other guys and some guys leaning over us a...

Here is a little gift to our GK and Friends subscribers. (In the Back Room, the paid subscribers receive a monologue from the 80’s weekly)12...

My bio in 100 words is as follows: My parents were in love with each other, had six kids, I was third, an invisible child. I had no interest...

I accept the fact that I am a back issue, a relic, and that younger people have taken over. Eight years ago I played the Hollywood Bowl; a f...

I come from pot roast people and the past two months have been rough on me, when, doing penance for the holidays, we’ve been on a bunny rabb...

I loved my five days there. I encountered keen politeness. The truck stop guy who said, “I appreciate your business” when I paid for my two...

And then around midnight a woman walked in, a civilian, no blue on her except her eyes. She was a Unitarian minister, making rounds, saw my...

I’m a historic guy. They could put me in a museum. I went to college when tuition was $71/quarter so we didn’t have to ask our parents for m...

It’s an amazing feat, turning the party of rectitude and personal liberty into a unified body of citizens totally devoted to one man, obedie...

George Latimer, the chatty New York lawyer who moved to St. Paul in the 1960s and went on to rejuvenate and transform the capital city in 13...

Some of these kids at the Met will wind up in law school and get a serious education in civil procedure and come away with due respect for o...

We live in an Age of Disgruntlement and when I dine with grumpy people, I listen to their gripes and when they stop to take a breath I talk...

This is one of the happiest summers of my very long life. My wife installed WhatsApp on my phone and it dings and I pick up and she talks to...

What remains powerful is love. My parents loved each other dearly and I witnessed this and it remains large in my life. When I was six, I wa...

History is a complicated business. There are high plateaus and also a good deal of swamp. The Little Bighorn battlefield in Montana was pres...

like hamburgers. I went into a McDonald’s the other day and ordered a Double Quarter Pounder and thought it was good. At McDonald’s you do n...

09.18..82 This week in Lake Wobegon, the Whippets had a big celebration at the Sons of Knute lodge to celebrate a final game win against the...

I was brought up by Midwestern stoics who drummed the lesson into us: Don’t think you’re somebody because you’re not. You’re not so smart as...

Thank goodness the Americans won men’s basketball over the French. It’s our game, Americans invented it. To lose would be like English Sauvi...

I spent a couple hours on the phone the other night with a man I haven’t seen since high school, he in Northern California, I in New York Ci...

I don’t require luxury accommodations. I’m fine with economy hotels. I prefer not to be put up in the home of a family with small children....

I don’t talk to many young people — so many of them wear headphones or earbuds and they look stressed out. I’m guessing the music they’re li...

Mostly I live in a comfortable bubble, enjoying my morning coffee, avoiding bad news that’s beyond my power to affect, bloody wars raging in...

I loved that audience dearly and gave them a good ninety minutes and afterward a distinguished man stopped by to shake hands. Back when, he’...

Aging is a beautiful natural process, the wisdom gained, the growing sense of gratitude, the amusement of seeing young people make your same...

I spent last week gadding about the Carolinas doing shows and enjoying the South, eating eggs and grits and hearing the waitress say, “Can I...

Now I’m an old man, in no rush, keeping an eye out for curbs and crevices and treacherous slabs of sidewalk, hoping not to make a spectacle...

Ask a Midwesterner, “How are you?” and we tend to say, “Not bad” or “It could be worse,” feeling it’d sound glib or boastful to say, “Deligh...