Trying to love well
Antonio (not his real name) sat in the back of my digital media class, kicked back in his chair. It was a crowded class right after lunch with every seat occupied by 30+ high schoolers. Fluorescent blue slushees and Takis were being finished as they made their way into the room. From day 1 in the class, Antonio just didn’t give a $#@% about doing any of the work, which was frustrating because I tried hard to create engaging projects for the students. But Antonio was more inte
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Choosing Kindness
The ride on the crowded R train was a little warm, particularly in my regular work attire of slacks and a button down. My fellow commuters were in their quiet rush as they exited the subway and then headed up the stairs to the busy street. I crossed Broadway and went into the office. It was a normal day. As I walked into our work area, Brian, my colleague and friend on our consulting project, was the only other one from our team there. He immediately said “we need to go up t
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Melody and Harmony
I was in the backroom of a weathered, wooden bar with low ceilings. It was a fairly tight space. Cigarette smoke floated in the air. That wood had soaked up vast amounts of beer. Combined with the cigarette smoke, it gave the place a familiar and permanent scent. Odor might be a better word. Booths lined the walls, and the sounds from the neighboring pool tables were in the background. My two friends, Kevin and Colby Logan, were playing acoustic guitars and singing from the
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