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The Reluctant Teacher
An email from a friend and fantastic colleague: Have we missed the mark? The songs of protest against knowing the names in a dead language Louder and louder The feeling of being perceived as “different”; not a comfortable place to dwell. Up for evaluation. Maybe I should be worried too. To him To “get with the…
Captain Dan
I was hanging over the rail loosing my lunch (or in this case breakfast) and looked up to see Captain Dan’s smile from the flybridge. It wasn’t a smile to rub salt in the wound; it was a friendly, knowing smile as if to say we’ve all been there kid, now get back to work. I worked…
Holly
Half-a-lifetime ago I spent some time sitting alone on Ellwood bluffs looking out at the ocean. Eight years of higher education in the rearview mirror, I knew quite a lot about some things, I could talk a good talk, I could write a darn good discussion section. Tired. Broken. Central to the view off the bluffs at Ellwood…
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