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Changing Winds
Sometimes change is exhilarating. Or terrifying. Welcomed, or feared. Sometimes it’s all of these at once. The winds have been shifting in my family’s world lately, and I have felt all the feels about it (don’t worry, everybody… Read More
From One American to Another
For all the things we Americans cannot agree upon politically, can’t we agree that we all deserve access to healthcare at reasonable costs? How can we be so smart and so creative, and yet find this issue to be utterly unsolvable?
Pearl Jam From the Pit
There were more than 20,000 people at the sold-out show, and they were all singing with the band. I added my voice, singing along to songs I’ve loved for 2 decades. I had been on my feet for… Read More
Skewing the Average Age
I was at a concert last week. The show was part of the Savannah Music Festival, and as such, it was not held in a dark, dank venue where you stand up the whole time and wonder where… Read More
Why I Could Never Teach Elementary School
Kids are great, aren’t they? You know what else they are? They are a mess. They are little walking tornados leaving great swathes of mess in their wakes. They drive me crazy. Today I was a classroom helper… Read More
Hello 35, Nice to Meet You
Watch out world. I can run for President now. Yesterday I officially entered my mid-thirties and I’m happy to report, things have started quite well. It’s interesting to me how one’s idea of a great birthday can evolve… Read More
West Highland
For about 10 years – the bulk of my childhood – life revolved happily around the church my father pastored in Macon. Sunday mornings, Sunday evenings and Wednesday nights were always spent at West Highland Baptist. It has… Read More
Teaching Compassion
I talked about this topic in my last letter to Camille, but wanted to write it up on the HowdyKids.com site as well. It goes into a little more detail about why I started looking for service projects… Read More
Renovation!
Insomnia isn’t always a bad thing. Sometimes that’s when inspiration strikes! A month or so ago, I inexplicably woke up in the middle of the night and could not go back to sleep. And just as suddenly, I… Read More
Sheep to Shawl
Every spring, the wooly sheep at Oatland Island Wildlife Center get dragged in front of a crowd of onlookers, unceremoniously tossed on their sides and shaved bald. I can’t imagine it’s a whole lot of fun for them,… Read More
