Thursday, October 30, 2014. It is my birthday today. In the chilly basement classroom where I teach, Kaity, the first grader, worries about lunch. Her mom has forgotten to send one. “Can I call and talk to my mom?” she asks. “I’ll call and talk to her,” I say. But Kaity insists. “I can do […]
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In the front corner of our front yard, beside the driveway and the road, are two huge rocks. In the opposite corner of the yard, also facing the road, are two more. When I say huge, I mean rocks that are almost as tall as I am (five foot, three and three fourths inches) and
We left at noon on Friday with Benny, my youngest brother, driving. He pulled away from our blue-shuttered farmhouse–the shutters weathered and in need of paint–and started past the row of dusty, dark-leafed lilac bushes that line our gravel lane–and stopped. “Do you have a bowl in your hands?” He cranked his head and glared
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Friday, I helped my dad with the morning milking. It had been years since I helped, but that morning his usual help was gone, and I filled in. The barn was as I remembered. The cows were the same: poopy, fat, and slobbery, their sides splattered with bits of dried manure. I wondered where the
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There have been times in my life when I have felt myself to be woefully unprepared. Isle Royale was one such time. I was eighteen, my older sister Dora twenty-three, my younger sister Kathy sixteen, when we embarked. “Explore a rugged, isolated island where wolves and moose abound, far from the sights and sounds of
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