David Lombrozo was never a good sleeper. “Then I started my own company, and it got worse,” said the Marietta, Ga., owner of an information-technology management company. “I got to bed later, got up earlier, wasn’t eating well. I gained 15 pounds, which made me snore and woke me up even more.” As a result, Type 2 diabetes, which had been lurking in his family genes, caught up with him. Now Lombrozo must give himself a daily insulin injection and test his blood-sugar levels several times a day...

Very young children from culturally diverse neighborhoods showed a greater willingness to learn from adults who spoke a language different from their parents', a new study has found. (Larry Williams, Blend Images) Your child may be engrossed with his Baby Einstein Take-Along Tunes or trying to escape from the grocery cart. But he's listening, processing and willing to teach us. In a recent study of 19-month-olds, University of Chicago doctoral student Lauren Howard found that children who...

They're grown-ups now, ages 45 to 59, scattered across the country. They include an attorney, chef, coach and publisher. But once every year, they travel to various locales to become kids again, short-sheeting each other's beds and dousing showering roommates with ice water. "When we're together, things like status, jobs and incomes don't matter," said Larry Genkin, 49, of Sarasota, Fla. of his reunions with his mischievous buddies from Camp Comet in Waynesboro, Pa., who met in the 1970s....

Before she was diagnosed with chronic kidney disease, or CKD, Kerri Gwinn-Harris, 51, never gave her kidneys much thought. "Every year, I got a mammogram, Pap smear and exam, but who thinks to check their kidneys?" she said. In January 2014, she awoke in the hospital to the faces of her worried children. "I thought I had sat down at home to watch a movie," recalled the Ballwin, Mo., corporate trainer. "But I'd passed out, and my daughter got me to the hospital." The next four months were a...

When a relative's 4-year-old son, Evan, came to a family party at Susan Willett's home in Bridgewater, N.J., he was too afraid of her three dogs to leave his mother. Still, he was intrigued with Willett's terrier, Tucker, and the dog's insatiable appetite for retrieving balls. So Willett asked the boy to throw Tucker's ball. Tucker waited obediently, away from the boy, until he threw it again. And again. No compatible source was found for this media. "By the end of the picnic, Tucker was...