It doesn't come up, you'll notice, in the personals, or in regular conversation. But fear is key to our identity, firing hot in our primitive brain, however hard we try to bury it or bluff. Writer ...

Lord Whimsy — sorry, Lord Breaulove Swells Whimsy — is smitten with his dogwoods. Two are in rapturous bloom in his Mount Holly backyard, near the fenced-in bog garden stocked with Venus flytraps, ...