Jan WilbergDr. SisterNot often, but sometimes, people call me Dr. Wilberg. If they like me and want to rib me a bit, sometimes they call me Doc or Dr. J.Dec 13, 2020Dec 13, 2020
Jan WilbergLong DivisionI wear a mask when we walk the dogs and when I see someone approaching a block away, I cross the street. I haven’t been in a store or a…Apr 21, 2020Apr 21, 2020
Jan WilbergBernie’s MistakeBernie Sanders isn’t alone in wondering if a woman can be elected president of the United States. I’ve wondered the same thing. I’ve said…Jan 16, 2020Jan 16, 2020
Jan WilbergRing In: 2020 is the Year to Put Cowardice in its PlaceYou can wish all you want, rail against the injustice of the locked door, commiserate with all your locked-out friends, none of that will…Jan 2, 2020Jan 2, 2020
Jan WilbergUnconditional SoupI’ve spent the last few weeks trying to convince people to give my little organization, Time of the Month Club, money to buy homeless…Oct 13, 2019Oct 13, 2019
Jan WilbergThe Currency of HomelessnessI heard our local police chief refer to homeless people as an eyesore. An eyesore. Like a junkyard, like old wet carpet piled at the curb…Sep 19, 2019Sep 19, 2019
Jan WilbergInheritance: The Genetic Legacy of RacismOnce, while she was sitting in a chair in my living room, I reached out and touched a Black woman’s hair. At that moment and without…Sep 12, 2019Sep 12, 2019
Jan WilbergWords on a Page: How Writing Becomes an AddictionI have a writing life. I’m no Stephen King but I have a writing life. One that I think about a lot — how much am I writing, is my writing…Sep 12, 2019Sep 12, 2019
Jan WilbergWhy I Swim in Lake SuperiorLake Superior is very cold. Today, the surface temperature of the lake in front of our house in Grand Marais, Michigan, was between 54 and…Jul 15, 20191Jul 15, 20191
