Magazine

It's here! We're talking the best of summertime celebrated on the pages of Northeast Ohio Boomer's July/August 2022 edition. Learn about Cleveland's mobster past, discover a family-owned brewery and winery, improve your relationships and get into the swing of pickleball... all this and so much more! ...

It used to be so easy. When the grandchildren were young, your role was simpler: rock the baby, read the toddler a story, attend the school program or ball game. But now the grandchildren are older teens or young adults. How do you stay relevant in their busy lives? ...

This year marks the 45th anniversary of an event ending a bloody chapter of Northeast Ohio history. Here’s how it happened. ...

We all come to those pivotal moments when you have to make life-changing decisions: stuff like what school to attend, who to marry, what job to take … and where you plan to live. That last one is familiar to empty-nester Boomers or, in the case of my blushing bride and me, those of us sick of battling winter weather. ...

Change begins with awareness followed by a willingness to learn. Try a few of these suggestions to see if they make a difference. Our memory recall is under siege from busy schedules, stress and distractions… especially those related to technology. Building new habits now can serve you well at any age.  ...

Face masks are required for doctor visits, tests and visits to hospitals and other health facilities. However, they can impair communication far beyond speech transmission; they affect interpersonal connection and the willingness and ability to hold a conversation. How can older patients, many with hearing and vision loss, still experience an effective medical appointment? ...

What’s better than spending a sunny summer afternoon or a breezy moonlit night outdoors? Adding a glass of local wine or beer to the mix would make it perfect. We've profiled two local businesses that showcase not only spirits, but the spirit of family. ...

I’m mad at my phone. No matter how bad I look, it recognizes my face. The phone’s facial recognition feature has seen me at my worst: sleepy, sweaty, frizzy and just plain ratty. I rarely let the dog see me this way. Nevertheless, the phone scans my face, says, “Yup, that’s definitely Marie,” and opens: a judge, jury and executioner of microchips and wires that sees me even when I don’t look like me. ...