Saturday morning. The kid is occupied with Legos. The wife is in bed, taking a nap after waking frightfully early. I have the house to myself. Nothing disturbs me. Dogs sleep at my feet. The stillness and peace reminds me what a rollicking week I’ve had. Part of my job…
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Wood Coin, a quirky but savvy magazine, published my story “On the Bridge.” It concerns a fight between me and a homophobe while building a bridge. See who wins and how. http://www.woodcoin.net/lpbd.toc.html
Leave a CommentHow do you want to be remembered? I ask myself this question at least once about a week. Mortality haunts me. Maybe it’s the onset of old age. I have only two good decades left. What have I done in the last five and a half that’s worth remembering? It…
One CommentDr. Bedell, I wanted to approach you personally and tell you what a great job I think you’re doing with the school district. As you know, it is only within recent memory that we’ve had superintendents that really made a difference, and you are one of them. Back in the…
Leave a CommentI’m missing summer, the heat of the days I should be acclimating to, the lightning bugs, the sounds of the night. At the moment, I’m laid up. My foot’s in a sling. I walk maybe a mile in the early evening with the dogs, but that’s halting and hobbled. I…
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