Lose the smartphone

The little boy had a Spiderman backpack and raced up and down the sidewalk, while his mother held tight to her dog and leaned against a neighbor’s fence, her head down looking at her smartphone. Coming back from a coffee run, I drove past several small groups of moms and dad, all different ages and... Continue Reading →

Erasing the past

I hesitated. I looked at my cell phone again. The "erase" button jumped off the screen. At my wife's urging, I recently purchased a new phone and was getting ready to trade in my old one. To protect my information, I needed to erase everything and return the phone to its original factory settings. In... Continue Reading →

Calling home

My youngest son stretched-out on the couch. He was dressed and ready for school, but his eyes were closed. He was trying to get every little bit of sleep he could, before he had to head out the door. I looked down at him with a smile. I could relate. I was tired too, but... Continue Reading →

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