Wide Awake
We left on a Friday evening this summer and headed to Boston with the girls to visit some colleges. We hit tons of traffic, and the trip took way too many hours. We arrived at our hotel tired and cranky. When we stepped off the elevator and saw our room right across the hall, Joe looked at me. He said nothing. “I’m Bud Maley’s daughter,” I said. He knew exactly what I meant, but he was really tired. My daughter Klein...
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Full Circle
I have had my share of labor days. I worked at a summer camp. I couldn’t swim. I worked at a warehouse. I couldn’t lift. I worked at a clothes store. I couldn’t fold. And, most of all, I worked in the hardware department of Sears. I was in charge of ratchets and sockets. At the time, I had no idea what ratchets or sockets were. Or what they did. But I knew that I was in charge of them. Now, I’m here to tell you that Sears had good tools… ................. ........... ...... ....
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Life Notes
They’re coming back to you. The seven children of my children, little ones and not so little ones, are heading back to your classrooms this month. For the last couple of weeks, they’ve been wondering about you. The shine of summer has faded, and there’s been the scramble with their parents to get ready for real life. And of course, real life includes you. Some of you will be returning to classrooms with too many kids, too much paperwork... ............. ........... ........... ........... ... ....
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