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When I was a youth I looked forward to this time of year, when the snow was finally gone and I could ride a bike out to my grandparents’...

Last night I received an email from a student asking for extra time to turn in an essay. She is a nursing student, finishing her senior...

Looking out over the marsh on a midsummer morning, one could see acres of magenta flowers, their color just coming to life as the sun...

“In my entire career, I’ve never faced anything like this. It’s so hard to know what to do.” This private confession from a well-known...

Last week I had a heartbreaking conversation with someone I’ve known most of my life. He and his partner are taking care of his aging...

A few days ago, I heard someone singing the old Tennessee Ernie Ford song, “Sixteen Tons.” It rattled around in the back of my mind the...