An Unwrapped Christmas
I have received many Christmas gifts, but can only remember a few. Likewise, my wife remembers the magic of Christmas, but not so much specific…
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The Unfolding Highway…part 1
I remember watching my Dad fold a road map on vacation while driving the highway. It is a lost art and the original texting while…
Country Driving
My mom, Charlotte Taylor, recently attended a York University retreat and was challenged to write and she did, writing a story called, Country Driving. Mom…
The Eyes of a Teacher
What is astounding is not that I remember any of that, but that Mary Brock remembers. Would Mrs. Brock be surprised that the kid who was good at math is now an amateur poet? Or did she already know, because that is what teachers do, help us become who we are? It’s the reason why teachers are so underpaid and yet so beloved.
Stolen Babies and Shallow Advice
I was holding Jude when I realized why I steal babies. We were at Jace and Carly Davis’ wedding and Jude looked like he wanted…
My New Tattoo in Old English
Yogi Berra was describing his own version of Einstein's Relativity theory when he remarked, “The future ain’t what it used to be.” I thought of…
Reading to my Children
I'm a lousy Dad. At least it feels that way sometimes, the feeling you get that you didn't say enough or share enough or that…
