Beth Ashley

2 weeks ago | marinij.com | Beth Ashley

Editor’s note: The IJ is reprinting some of the late Beth Ashley’s columns. This is from 2015. When we went to hear Gloria Steinem speak at the Civic Center recently, I half-expected Rowland to turn up his nose. He likes to call members of the women’s movement feminazis. (Thanks, Rush Limbaugh.)In fact, Rowland found her charming. Instead of trying to hit us over the head with her views, she spoke softly, engagingly.

3 weeks ago | marinij.com | Beth Ashley

Editor’s note: The IJ is reprinting some of the late Beth Ashley’s columns. This is from 2006. While you and I were circling the mall looking for a parking place, our world was moving, as always, toward its latest crisis — or maybe a heavenly breakthrough. Wouldn’t it be nice to foresee the future? Or maybe it wouldn’t. At a Christmas get-together last week, we all checked in with our predictions for 2007.

1 month ago | marinij.com | Beth Ashley

Editor’s note: The IJ is reprinting some of the late Beth Ashley’s columns. This is from 2006. How can I not feel blessed? It’s spring again and I’m around to see it!The annual ritual begins: I sort through my closet, putting all the woolen jackets out of sight and reacquainting myself with last year’s warm-weather outfits: the flowered skirts, the short-sleeved blouses. (I sigh, as always. They aren’t as presentable as I’d hoped.)I mark my calendar to remind myself to water the pots on the patio.

1 month ago | mashable.com | Beth Ashley

Navigating the modern dating landscape has become increasingly challenging, with many people experiencing heightened stress and dissatisfaction. Studies have shown that overall happiness and life satisfaction have declined, particularly among young people, since the rise of smartphones and social media. Dating apps are a small (but mighty) part of that correlation.

1 month ago | marinij.com | Beth Ashley

Editor’s note: The IJ is reprinting some of the late Beth Ashley’s columns. This is from 2007. When my niece’s husband died in a car accident two weeks ago, we were stunned. We had no idea what to do. Our best answer was to pile in our cars and drive to Roseville, where services were held last Sunday. We had all known Frank James as the good-humored father of five children and husband of my precious niece Charlotte. He was also a painter and actor. We had only a vague idea who he actually was.