The Rockwood Files

By Gwen Rockwood, newspaper columnist and mama of 3 They call it Spring Break, but maybe it should be named “Spring Rush.” Because that’s what we did. We rushed to get packed, rushed three kids […]

By Gwen Rockwood, newspaper columnist and mama of 3 Once upon a time, a long, long time ago, there were smoke signals and crude drawings on cave walls. Then there were homing pigeons, the telegraph, […]

Dear appliances, We’ve been together a long time now. And you’re great. Really, you are. I want you to know how much I appreciate all the work you do around here. I seriously don’t know […]

By Gwen Rockwood, newspaper columnist and mama of 3 My birthday plans were simple. Maybe a little shopping with my mother, who was visiting for the weekend. Maybe I’d talk my dad into planting some […]

By Gwen Rockwood, newspaper columnist and mama of 3 By the time these words make it into print, I’ll be a year older. Here’s a list of what I know: All I want for my […]

By Gwen Rockwood, newspaper columnist and mama of 3 At my house, up is down. Down is up. Black is white and night is day. Everything that used to be true is decidedly false and […]

By Gwen Rockwood, newspaper columnist and mama of 3 One night 12 years ago… The night didn’t get started until 9 p.m. My friend JC and I, whose single-girl apartments were a few doors away […]

By Gwen Rockwood, newspaper columnist and mama of 3 When 7-year-old Adam said he wanted to be on a basketball team, I was happy. There’s a sport I can not only understand but also enjoy […]