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I was vaguely aware that 20 years ago I graduated from high school – and that there would be a reunion of some kind. There was: it was this past Saturday, and I missed it. Even had I been within reasonable range (5,000 miles is not, 50 is), I wouldn’t have gone because I detest [...] I’m in Regensburg for the Regensbloggers‘ Apartment Warming Party. While my hosts are busy setting up, I am exploring Regensburg—I’ve never been here before and I have to confess, it’s a charming city. I can immediately see why its popular with tourists from both abroad and Germany. The Regensburg Dom is a beautiful structure that [...] I wish my high school was really like the high school below–it would have been a whole lot more fun!
And no, I am not familiar with either TruTV or The Principal’s Office. [...] Whilst wandering the streets of Paris I was haunted by my high school French teacher. Yes, a woman who I haven’t seen nor heard from since my last day of French class is still walking around in my head and although I suspect she has since retired, as I walked around every corner, I fully [...] There comes a point in everyone’s upbringing when they realize some truths about the world around them—and that often these truths are rather unpleasant. The first time I can remember this happening to me was back at Park Hill Elementary School in Denver, Colorado. As is with traditional with American elementary education, it was a [...] I’m at the airport, heading back to the Old World via Atlanta. It’s going to be a long day. Meanwhile, last Friday night I participated in the typical traditional fall activity. I went to a high school football game. The evening was cool and crisp and after borrowing a sweatshirt, I felt like a local [...] On the other side of the Potomac River from The Mall is Arlington National Cemetery, and it was my destination for the day. And now I don’t know where to begin because Arlington National Cemetery single handedly brings up a myriad of topics to consider, both personal and political. I guess I’ll start with the [...] One of the bad things about being the fourth child in a family with four children (or for that matter, any child but the first child), is the fact that the path you walk is not a new path. In elementary school, I had the same kindergarten teacher and third grade teacher as at least [...] A couple days ago, at the office, one of my colleagues brought up something that reminded both of us of an early ‘90s television sitcom—while I struggled to remember its name, he blurted out “Parker Lewis Can’t Lose.” Not only were we thinking of the same television show, apparently the TV show was an international [...] |
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