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Another Day One

Somehow we're about to start a new school year. Again. As in, I'm still teaching. How? Who knows. I thought it would be interesting to take a little stroll down memory lane today and look back on the beginning of each school year I've taught, since they are all documented here. There are also some… Continue reading Another Day One

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Two Lives Diverged in a Wood…

Robert Frost's words come to mind quite often, even when they technically do not apply. I hope that my loose metaphorical use of his poetry does not take away from his work, but that it may instead set the scene for the topic at hand. My best friend in high school was a girl named Allison.… Continue reading Two Lives Diverged in a Wood…

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Work Friends

I have worked good jobs with great people, but have had no position yet which I could say I truly loved. So far my work history has been varied and usually the result of desperate searches for any sort of employment. I think that in these transient jobs which we work in order to pay… Continue reading Work Friends

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Looking Back: Bailieborough

It was the last week of May, 2012. The plans were made months in advance, but it wasn't until I was packing too much into a too small suitcase that I realized I was really getting to go to Ireland. I'd gotten my passport only just before we were set to leave, and I was… Continue reading Looking Back: Bailieborough

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Shocking Stories

Once upon a time I had a little brother. I still have a little brother, but he was a lot littler at the time. Charles was a bit absent minded, something of a daydreamer, and didn't exactly think things through before he did them. We also had a little fish tank that sat in the… Continue reading Shocking Stories

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Flickering Lights and Other Gags

A little over five years ago, during my senior year of high school, I had just moved into my dad's apartment. It was one of those big complexes with a dozen buildings and probably a dozen units per building. Each floor had its own laundry room so you didn't have to go out to the… Continue reading Flickering Lights and Other Gags

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Sam Shovel

Sam Shovel is my father. My father's name is not Sam Shovel. My dad is one of those characters who had a different name in every circle he ran in. I suppose he did this for anonymity's sake, but regardless of the reason, it has always been something I enjoy about him. One of the… Continue reading Sam Shovel

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Theodore

In college my group of friends jumped around a lot, as you probably picked up if you read my post Digging Deeper. Despite that, I had one best friend for three of those years, and even though we don't talk as much as we'd like anymore, I would still consider her my best friend. When… Continue reading Theodore

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Video

Sometimes videos are the best way of capturing truly fantastic experiences. Sometimes they're the best way of experiencing something you'll never get to see in person. Either way, it's better to have them than not to have them. Here are a couple of clips from times gone by which I absolutely love and am very… Continue reading Video

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My First Memory

Five o’clock pm of July 26 was the time of my first breath in this world. It was 1991, and we were in northern Idaho. My first memories were not emblazoned upon my mind for years to come. We moved to the east coast when I was two years old, which didn’t leave much to… Continue reading My First Memory