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Be not a bison
A few weeks ago, as my family drove through South Dakota, we spotted a small herd of bison in a cramped, muddy pen. It was sad enough to cause my mother to remark that...
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The Secret Life of the American Fairy Tale
It's pretty easy these days to see that the world isn't doing so well. Babies are murdered by the thousands because they are inconvenient, divorce rates are sky-high, and the government of the country...
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Eating Corn
When I was growing up, my family planted a vegetable garden almost every summer. It was never a very big garden, just big enough for a decent crop of corn, peppers, tomatoes, eggplants, and...
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The Idiot Within
When my family is actually home, we live very close to the main route to the beach. Starting around Spring Break, the roads suddenly clog up with all the many, many people who just...
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The trouble with revolutions
In the first chapter of The Scarlet Pimpernel, Baroness Emma Orczy paints a gruesome image of the dark side of revolutions. She writes that the people watching executions like a spectator sport are “a surging,...
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Redeeming Grief
I think that the worst part of being upset about something is the side effects that come from crying. Just a few tears and suddenly you have a runny nose and a headache and...
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Lessons from Picasso
I love art—particularly paintings. I love the way that paintings have their own language, where so much can be conveyed in a single image. Generally, I prefer classical works. I’m not big on modern...
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Moving Days
As my family travels, we meet quite a few people who ask us things like, “Where is your favorite place to go?” (I have no answer to this) or “What’s your favorite part of...
