PHYLosophy: Tips for Working From Home Phyllis Sigal March 21, 2020 No, I don’t work in my pajamas. But, when I started working from home on Feb. 1, 2018, everyone said to me, “Wow, you can work in your jammies now!” I could. But I don’t. Yoga pants, yes. PJs, no. S...
PHYLosophy: Taking Stock of a Great Man Phyllis Sigal August 3, 2019 I usually heard his friendly, booming voice before I saw him. He’d stop by the front two desks in the newsroom at The Intelligencer and Wheeling News-Register, first to visit with Linda Comins and Betsy Bethel-...
PHYLOSOPHY: Empty Lots & Would’ve Beens in James Wright’s Martins Ferry With W.Va.’s Poet Laureate Phyllis Sigal April 20, 2019 Spring began in Martins Ferry, Ohio. Driving through a bottomless pothole (it wasn’t), inching to the left of a crag in the road that no four-wheeler in its right mind would attempt, negotiating railroad tie...
PHYLosophy: ‘Why Are Newfoundlanders Bad at Knock-Knock Jokes?’ Phyllis Sigal April 13, 2019 "We were all exhausted — just spent. Most of us had been up for five days straight working But somehow I can't sleep so I sit down and turn on the television And I just start crying. I hadn't let myself cry t...
PHYLosophy: Judge Recht a Man for ‘Four Seasons’ Phyllis Sigal November 10, 2018 Fresh out of the University of Pittsburgh in 1980 with a shiny new English degree, I accepted a job at The Times Leader. Wheeling was my beat; the low beat on the totem pole for the East Ohio newspaper. But, th...
PHYLosophy: Don’t Miss Your Shot at ‘Hamilton’ Tickets on Monday Phyllis Sigal November 4, 2018 All I wanted for that birthday was to be “in the room where it happened.” It’s all I talked about for at least the year or two prior to Feb. 20, 2017 — ever since my son-in-law Chris introduced me to the mus...
PHYLosophy: The Upside of ‘Crumby’ Phyllis Sigal March 24, 2018 2 “Daddy, it’s the moon and stars.” That’s what my 3-1/4-year-old granddaughter Norah told my son-in-law when she noticed half of a yellow sugar cookie and its crumbs on the kitchen table. It’s a broken coo...
