My mom is the one who smiles at strangers. Genuine, from her eyes smiles—and they respond. My dad barks at dogs in the streets. Not quiet, tentative barking—loud listen-up yapping. The dog owners ignore him and the dogs usually do, too. He notices people, asks strangers random questions like, “Are you pretty good with that […]
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I’m back in Boston after a relaxing and rejuvenating winter vacation at home with my family. Vacation gave me time to think, to talk a lot, to re-prioritize after the rush of studies when I sorta lost who I was and why I ever came to Boston in the first place. I didn’t think I
By a Mennonite pastor, Conrad. (A true story. Some names have been changed.) Last week, Conrad shared Life’s Hard Lessons: As Learned through my Parents’ Marriage Struggles. This week, we hear more of his story. It was a dark and cool evening outside. Inside the vehicle, a pickup truck, the air was warm with a
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By a Mennonite pastor, Conrad (A true story. Some names have been changed to protect privacy.) There were a dozen children in my childhood home. Life was very interesting growing up. Earl and I often played
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I sit in a departure lounge of Logan International Airport—late, late. Boston’s winter weather is chancy, and today—flying home for a visit—I drew the wrong straw. The lounge is empty except for me, but at the bar across the hallway a bartender with the dropped-r accent of a Bostonian chats with his customers. The male
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