The grass is cut low so you can see the dew glisten on the ground. The flower beds look immaculately cut and mulched. There isn’t a piece of liter on the ground. The campus looks friendly and inviting. We have been on a seemingly endless college tour since the summer. My son is a senior... Continue Reading →
I hugged my parents, told them I would call them soon, turned and started the long walk back to my new dorm room. We had unpacked all of my clothes and boxes and they were heading home. I was heading back to meet the other guys on my dorm floor and get settled in the... Continue Reading →
I think one of the best lessons I ever gave my kids: telling them when I’m wrong. For example, a few years ago, I picked my son up from his high school cross country practice and was driving him home. The sun had started to set and a cold wind blew making it feel later... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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