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If we are fortunate, we are blessed with parents who care about us and watch out for us. If we’re even more fortunate, we encounter others in our travels who care about us the same way and look out for us too. Joan Long was the cook at Delta Chi fraternity when I was at Penn State in the 1980s, but she was so much more. She was cheerful …
I just got a “congratulations” email from a publication that I love. It’s for a personal essay I’ve been submitting and revising for over a year.
I’m shaking. This is my very first “yes” for my creative writing!
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Walking home from dinner in London I turned around and snapped this shot of where we’d just been, which ended up being one of my favorites of the trip (no editing).
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Was walking my kids to school today and wasn’t paying attention to the ground as I crossed the street. Stepped on something squishy going through the intersection. “Nooo… not dog poop,” I thought. Good news: it was not dog poop. Bad news: It was a freshly killed rat and my foot had just squarely squished its guts out onto the street. I jumped up and down for about 2 minutes in full recoil mode. My worst nightmare come true. Baltimore, man.