This morning I talked with two people on the cusp of a breakdown. Everyone’s anxiety about the school year and what that might or might not mean for …

If you were to ask me how long summer lasted when I was a kid, the answer would have been for-ever! Long, lazy, eternal times of hot weather, …

It has been a while since I was in school. But some memories remain, and one even became a habit. That memory was getting the course syllabus each semester, …

“Do you have any regrets?” I know you’re supposed answer no, or in the words of Frank Sinatra, “too few to mention.”But I have one. It’s a regret that …

His name was Professor Underwood and he absolutely loved his job. He was my professor of parasitology at the University of Minnesota and he would charge into each …

Harold was about 80 and was recounting a truth to me that I have heard about 100 times. It’s the truth I call The Shape of Life and …

It was a year ago, February 4th. The group of men were gathered around the TV looking shocked and forlorn. I couldn’t see the screen but was imagining …

A few years ago, a buddy of mine spent a winter at his in-laws’ cabin—all winter. In a cabin. We’re talking a wood stove, log walls and a …

Memories are funny. Some you recall almost daily. But other times an event or circumstance triggers a forgotten memory from childhood that you unpack with delight like a …

Here’s an opening question. What is the right amount of failure? If you say, zero—well that reminds me of playing tic-tac-toe, a game that any 8-year-old can play and …