The good ol’days

Not to start this post off with a rant, but why not? I mean I love technology just as much as the rest of you, but I remember that childhood was much simpler when we as children didn’t have access to it obsessively and whenever we wanted. Come to think of it, we only hadContinue reading “The good ol’days”

I am the daughter of a cross country skiing convert…

I have this vivid memory of a story my dad told me about the day he converted. He was playing basketball at some elite private school in Western Maine in his Converse sneakers when he looked up and saw a fleet of cross country skiers gliding across the snow through an open door in theContinue reading “I am the daughter of a cross country skiing convert…”

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