On second thought . . .

I think I might have spoken too soon. The guy got out of his work truck and started walking toward the convenience store. He had paint and grime up and down his pants and he took long, slow steps that seemed to take everything he had. He looked tired and all business, but when he... Continue Reading →

Making sense of senseless actions

The American Embassy in Iran in 1979. New York, Washington and a field near Somerset outside of Pittsburgh on 9/11. And the attacks on Paris on Friday night. While decades apart, I felt the same after each event — first shock and then deep sadness that the world had changed overnight and not for the... Continue Reading →

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