I love this time of year. New beginnings are in the air. Kids head back to school with new backpacks full of fresh pink erasers and pencils with no teeth marks in them. Our campus is awash in proud seniors who are now hesitant freshman, with a tinge of nervousness in their eyes, unsure of where they belong or what they should be doing. And at 56, I’ll have to admit to a little nervousness and hesi ...
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In a few days, Wanda and I will celebrate 33 years of marriage. We’ll probably go all out to celebrate with a trip to the Perot Nature Museum and Taco Bell on the way home. I’ll be the first to testify thirty-three years of married life is nothing short of a miracle from God. Five step-dads and abuse as a child doesn’t prepare you well for long-term relationships. Yet Wanda saw in me something wor ...
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