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Looking Back

Posted at 8:53 pm

I have almost nothing in common with Jake. He is a rough-hewn man. I am what you might call softly hewn. He lives a simple, slow-paced life in the country. My life is complicated and way too fast in a bustling metropolitan area. He is quiet and soft-spoken. I am . . . well . […]

Posted at 8:48 pm

To tell you the truth, I’ve never really understood the whole Easter Bunny thing. Don’t get me wrong. I understand Easter. I understand what it represents, both theologically and culturally. I even understand that many have chosen to remove its religious implications and celebrate it simply as a rite of spring (including – brace yourself […]


I wish I could tell you why we don’t get along. We just don’t. We worked on the same project for a few years. We went to the same meetings, we interacted professionally. She is brilliant – I always respected that. I out-ranked her in the project pecking order, and she never challenged that. I […]

Posted at 8:33 pm

I had passed by her a couple of times while we were both shopping in the same grocery store at the same time. Each time she had smiled pleasantly as we passed, and I remember having the distinct impression that she was a nice, kind, polite person. And that’s important to me, because I really […]