Simple Thoughts From A Complicated Mind, Sort Of . . .

I cannot remember which trip it was. Perhaps it was just a quick trip from our home in California to Wisconsin and back. I know it was ...

When Hannah was an infant, I had the night feedings. I loved it because it was she and I. After changing her diaper, I would feed her ...

When I was twenty-two, I landed my first teaching and coaching position. In Wyoming. I had been there twice in my life previously...

When I announced my retirement effective at the end of this year, I had no idea whatsoever that it would turn out like this. None at al...

Way back at one of my counseling stints in California, I had the honor and privilege of working alongside Ed Whitney. “Easy Ed” was a g...