Anniversaries, Stripes & Aunt Jemima

I was scared to death of him.  He was the Golden Child, the proverbial Boy Scout, the Good Christian Boy…and it was our first date.     I, on the other hand, having enjoyed my freshman year of college, was settling a bit in my sophomore....

Profundity, 16

"Think of it this way," I say to my young, slightly-less-than-enthused-about-schoolwork friend, "High school is a four-year means to an end." "Ahhh, but I like to see it more as a beginning to yet another beginning." I think he's...

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