Teacher! Teacher!

The teacher stalked the front of the class like a giant Grizzly Bear. He was tall and skinny, but to me he looked angry like a bear. Every once in a while, he would stop and peer out over his classes, checking to see who was paying attention and who seemed lost. In that class,... Continue Reading →

All that glitters is not gold

I met the two guys in a dorm icebreaker the previous week. The RA (resident assistant) had pulled all the guys living on the floor together and asked us to tell an embarrassing thing about ourselves. Of course, everyone hemmed and hawed. No one admitted to anything all that embarrassing, but later my two new... Continue Reading →

We’re all imposters

The guy sitting two tables away coyly opens his smartphone camera and puts it on selfie view so that he can check himself out. When he sees that his hair and game-face are in place, he clicks off the camera. When his lunch guest arrives, he gets up and gives the visitor a strong handshake.... Continue Reading →

Picturing what’s important

I was having a tough day. I had gotten only a few hours of sleep, I had received some feedback that I didn’t agree with, my hands were shaking for some strange reason, and I had forgotten my phone in my car. To top it all off, my day was starting to spiral out of... Continue Reading →

Two stories that make the “cold, hardened heart” melt

Coming off the practice field last week, Philadelphia Eagles Quarterback Carson Wentz stopped to sign a jersey for an 11-year-old boy in a wheelchair. Pro athletes visit hospitals and support their favorite charities all the time. Detroit Lions Quarterback Matt Stafford recently called a 14-year-old double amputee onto the field during the team’s scrimmage, letting... Continue Reading →

Talk, talk, talk

My wife is a talker. She loves people. She greets everyone she meets with a friendly smile and a hearty hello. Yes, she’s one of those people. She gets pumped up by mingling and helping others. I love people too. Well, let me restate that, I love the thought of people, but I prefer to... Continue Reading →

Living with insomnia

When I grew up in Central Pennsylvania, I would regularly fall asleep in the evening to a cool breeze blowing through my bedroom window. The crisp mountain air would hit you and bring about a calmness. Oh, you might hear a few birds chirping throughout the night, certainly a whippoorwill or two courting a mate... Continue Reading →

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