It was decades ago that I left normal high school life and for a few periods each week, sat, broadly exposed, in a nearly empty classroom with three other students, trying to unravel the mysteries of advanced mathematics. Our teacher was a kind vagabond who chased a circuit around APS high schools. Mr. Mayhew...
Read more →A few days ago, one of my classmates from high school mentioned on Facebook that after a long time away, he and his family had moved back to Albuquerque, and that he was looking forward to reconnecting with old friends. When I knew him in high school, we had been in student senate together...
Read more →I’ve been on a productivity kick lately. It could be that now that I am deep into 45, I hear the clock ticking more than ever, and since I do not have children, I am clamoring to create or craft something- anything- that will help me to feel that my life has been worth...
Read more →It’s an odd thing to be at this point in life and yet regularly feel about 20 steps behind most other people. When I was in seminary, there was a guy that lived down the hall in the dorms from me and he was a nice dude, except he had a pretty prominent flaw...
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