Hello after a quick trip to Cape Charles and “Life on the Half Shell” and now weeks beyond, It is the end of the Bloomburg Fair week and Anton has had the week off of school. He has become a fair aficionado, but I guess that is something he can always take back to Denmark.Continue reading “Trying to Make Sense of Our Illogical World”
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Imagining Parenthood
Hello from Kraków, Forty-seven years ago today, I became an uncle. I wax 16 years old and working two summer jobs. I was staying at my grandmother’s house for the summer, and while I was trying to be responsible, I still had a lot to learn. During that hot July, my older brother and hisContinue reading “Imagining Parenthood”
Twenty-Five Years or so in the Making
Good morning from Kraków, Let me offer a bit of a spoiler alert on this post: while I am pretty open or transparent in what I post, this blog will probably push that limit of openness as it will reveal to a greater degree than perhaps ever with how I struggle just being human. WhileContinue reading “Twenty-Five Years or so in the Making”
May Day . . . then and now
Hello on a Wednesday afternoon from my office, When I was growing up as a child in Northwest Iowa, May 1st was a celebratory day. We had a May festival at school and we practiced dances and we had bleacher set up at my school yard and parents came to watch their sons and daughtersContinue reading “May Day . . . then and now”
When Customer Service Isn’t
Hello on a Thursday afternoon, It is a bit overcast and a little breezy, but still feels like we have finally put a winter season away. It was neither a cold nor a bitter winter, but it was nonetheless long and taxing. There were no significant snowstorms nor did we see any bone-chilling-hide-indoors sort ofContinue reading “When Customer Service Isn’t”
Becoming Norman . . . Pleased or Chagrined?
Hello on the weekend, It has been an emotional couple weeks, and if you have been reading the blog, you have some sense of why that is, but I think there is more. There are times, and their frequency seems to be increasing at an alarming rate, that I feel like I am simply notContinue reading “Becoming Norman . . . Pleased or Chagrined?”
When is Acceptance Merely That?
Good early to mid-morning, I am on the road, having been up early and getting some school work done before heading back to Bloomsburg, but a stop at Cracker Barrel for an egg sandwich will be on one stop on the 5+ hour drive. I am continually amazed at how life is simultaneously predictable andContinue reading “When is Acceptance Merely That?”
What Happened to Critical Thunking?
Hello on a Spring Break, I find myself more and more dismayed by the lack of critical thinking skills that seem to characterize the world in which we live, and before you think I am referring to only 18-25 year olds, please think again. In addition, before you think I do not fail in thisContinue reading “What Happened to Critical Thunking?”
Remembering Two Brilliant Siblings and Fifty Years
Good morning from the Acre, It has been a productive and eventful week, though not always in the way I had planned or expected. We have finished the third week of classes and things are not (nor expected to) slow(ing) down. Students are beginning to settle down and focus a bit better than their initialContinue reading “Remembering Two Brilliant Siblings and Fifty Years”
Being Grateful is both Singular and Plural
Good morning as I move toward the end of another journey. The past few days have been packed with activity, and I have been blessed to spend time with a friend Who hearkens back to when I had barely begun my time at Michigan Tech. I am sitting in the airport in Alicante, continuing myContinue reading “Being Grateful is both Singular and Plural”
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