Hello from Starbucks in the Commons, We are in the throes of the end of the semester, and I am doing a boatload in individual student conferences. The days have blended together so much that earlier today I was quite sure it was Thursday instead of Wednesday. Part of my cluelessness is the craziness ofContinue reading “deoch don doras”
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Forty-five Years: A life time for some and yet a blink of an eye
Hello from my office at school, Today has been a bit of a crazy day. I did get up to school and was busily working in my office when I looked up at the clock and realized I forgot to go to my class. I ran down the stairs, and most had already left. IContinue reading “Forty-five Years: A life time for some and yet a blink of an eye”
Thankfulness in a Solitary Manner
Hello from the study on the Acre, It is about 1:30 or so on a Thanksgiving afternoon here in Pennsylvania. It is not like other Thanksgivings I have experienced, at least for the most part. Then again, it is not the first time I have spent one alone. That is simply how life works whenContinue reading “Thankfulness in a Solitary Manner”
Remembering My Heroine
Hello on a Sunday afternoon, Forty-seven years ago today, I was marching on the grinder as we called it, proud that I had made it through 90 days of processing and training known as Marine Corps Boot Camp. There was more than once I doubted I had what it took to make it through. EvenContinue reading “Remembering My Heroine”
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