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My Do-Gooder Adolescence

I bit the inside of my mouth. It did not work. I dug my fingernails into the side of my...

Life Chart

I calibrated the vertical axis in terms of different levels of emotional well-being. At the highest height I wrote “Being...

Chain, Chain, Chain

They say that a chain is only as strong as its weakest link. This is true. But, they never tell...

Publish or Perish

The tornado sirens began to wail. The cheerful songs being sung by cartoon characters over the loudspeakers gave way to...

Packaging Poverty

We were just finishing up our conversation with Clementina when another van full of Gringos arrived. A middle-aged man in...

The Gridiron Teaching Academy

Ten days. Twenty practices. And, one scrimmage game. That was the length of my coaching career. I was junior in...

Hug or Handshake?

I have a good handshake. I should. I prepare. I practice. I seek feedback. I make improvements. I even exercise...

I Have Something to Say

I had flirted with the idea. I had written a couple. But, then I would start to question my relevance....

A Dog and Her Boy

When I was young, I never felt quite ready for the world. I was anxious. A bit scared. I lacked...

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