Edjumacation Blues
In the hot prairie summer of 1963, I got my first teaching job: teach swimming to twenty adults terrified of water. If I didn’t have a mother who had never […]
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Mana Manna Cometh to Save Us All
Finally, after years of dithering poverty, I did it. I sent off an entire pay cheque, before I could spend it on things much less lasting, to bring Mana Manna, […]
How do you have a good day after a nightmare?
Somehow cougars slunk into my sleep last night, perhaps because I was told yesterday that a cougar had been spotted in a yard half a block away. Yes, it’s true: […]
