A story can be just the right medicine

A story can be just the right medicine

Standing here with all the other kids, I watch and wait. The ball leaves the pitcher’s hands, takes a big bounce then settles into a slow, lazy roll towards the kicker. I bend down, place my hands on my knees, admire the new school pants I am wearing, knowing a...
Fond memories of classmates and teachers

Fond memories of classmates and teachers

Classmates and teachers we have known are like chapters in a big book of life we carry. On some of the pages are interactions or relationships we might have had with any of them: a hug, a smile, a stern look, laughter, tears, winning ways, some losses, love and...