DEAR MISS MANNERS: I accompanied my wife to the funeral of a former co-worker. Afterward, at an informal reception, my wife was chatting up a man I recognized from high school debate competitions 50 ...

DEAR MISS MANNERS: After a meal at a restaurant, my mother is in the habit of vigorously rubbing both of her hands with one or two lemon slices, squeezing the juice into her palms, pouring water onto ...

DEAR MISS MANNERS: I was at dinner with two friends, and one shared the terrible news that her beloved dog had been diagnosed with an aggressive cancer. Miss Manners: I want all my friends on the ...

DEAR MISS MANNERS: After a meal at a restaurant, my mother is in the habit of vigorously rubbing both of her hands with one or two lemon slices, squeezing the juice into her palms, pouring water onto ...

DEAR MISS MANNERS: I was at dinner with two friends, and one shared the terrible news that her beloved dog had been diagnosed with an aggressive cancer. Miss Manners: My neighbor’s plus-ones are nice ...

DEAR MISS MANNERS: I accompanied my wife to the funeral of a former co-worker. Afterward, at an informal reception, my wife was chatting up a man I recognized from high school debate competitions 50 ...

DEAR MISS MANNERS: My husband died unexpectedly three months ago. It was a shock and I am not OK. But sometimes I have to go grocery shopping. As I start to move around in the world again, people stop ...

DEAR MISS MANNERS: We own a home in a fairly nice neighborhood where people take good care of their homes and gardens. Many of our neighbors have housekeepers, gardeners, carpenters, etc. I ...

DEAR MISS MANNERS: I was at dinner with two friends, and one shared the terrible news that her beloved dog had been diagnosed with an aggressive cancer. The only treatment is to make the dog ...

DEAR MISS MANNERS: In the era of selfies, I’m as guilty as anyone of holding my phone out and snapping a photo of my spouse and me in front of some interesting feature. Those photos stay on my phone, ...