My refuge: The public library

When I ran into school troubles, when I felt like I didn’t fit-in with friends, when life seemed challenging, one place served as a refuge.  When I struggled as a kid, I had one place I could go to get away. I liked the baseball diamond, football field, and basketball court. They were first loves,... Continue Reading →

You can take the boy out of the country, but . . .

I shake my head some days. I grew up in a rural farming community where small, simple church steeples outnumbered taverns and watering holes and you had to drive 30 minutes to get to the nearest grocery store.  Each small village had a post office and maybe a gas station. When I was young, I... Continue Reading →

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