I went to middle and high school with a girl who always seemed to bound with energy. She was nice to everyone, which meant she was friends with everyone.
Our paths have rarely crossed in the nearly 30 years since graduation. The last I heard, she was a police detective working in Milwaukee, Wis.
I got confirmation of that from another old ... Read More
I’m on a little fishing trip with my 8 year old and we had an interesting conversation about exact change that led me into thinking about kindness.
And here’s Ben’s big catch…
My seven year old is a fishing fanatic. He’s hoping we sell our home in Athens so we can live full-time in our little lake cabin an hour away. School? Nah. Let’s not go anymore. Dad’s job? He can commute.
When I finally got up the nerve to break it to Ben that we would not be moving, he took it ... Read More
I cut the head off a fish the other day. My fingers still smell kind of peculiar.
I wouldn’t exactly call butchering a helpless, flopping fish my kindest act ever, but I had a good reason.
We wanted to eat it.
Last December, Saul and I bought a sad little lake cabin. It desperately wanted to be brought back to life, so little ... Read More
