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Changing the world–a two sided equasion

“ ‘I wish I had known I wasn’t going to change the world,’ I’ve heard others say.” – http://passport.peacecorps.gov/2014/06/16/the-5-things-i-wish-i-had-known-before-joining-peace-corps/ – shared this morning in the FaceBook group Peace Corps Northeast. The writer goes on to describe the small ways her … Continue reading

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Night Watch

Then he turned to Wilf. “Look, boy. You go tell your Da that I want a word with him. And your Uncle Ducky as well. And maybe that Molly.” As Wilf hustled off Old Farley turned back to Rafe. “You’ll … Continue reading

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Wandering in a group and alone

The first whiff of diesel and hot rubber smacked into us as the air conditioned bus unloaded in the center of Rabat, Morocco. It was like coming home. Bags were piled in front of an arched gate in a stone … Continue reading

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Giving and Memory

Memories rise up from odd places. The donation request was for supporting an 11 year old student, with the goal to provide future leaders in Palestine with an education that includes the Quaker focus on reconciliation and achieving peace. It … Continue reading

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Pigs Passing

The pigs have passed through our lives and on toward their eventual purpose as dinner. I’ve tried to be sad about this, and, while I’m not gleeful, I’m not particularly morose either. Andrew, who did much of their caretaking, is … Continue reading

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What’s Your Daddy Do?

Before I started school at age six and a half, I had little knowledge of what people did for jobs. I knew about the elevator operator in Cherry and Webb’s. He had a big brass lever that turned around an … Continue reading

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Stuck In the Cave

Plato wrote about it, Ecclesiastes vamped on the subject, Robbie Burns wistfully wondered. I can be as self-serving as the next person; I cherish the occasional glimpses I get of myself from the outside, whether they are complimentary or not. … Continue reading

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Riding the Bus–Magic and Not So Much

“I have often thought,” said my dad, driving me home after my second and last year at boarding school, “that we would all have been happier if I had just given you a hundred bucks and a roadmap for your … Continue reading

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Doesn’t Get Better Than a Yellow Screwdriver

Lessons Learned in Morocco pt. 3 One December school holiday I decided to go to Marrakech. It sounds exotic as I write it, full of mystery and Crosby, Stills, and Nash and hippie road trips. Reality was a bit more … Continue reading

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A Call to Arms

I had a somewhat difficult conversation with a friend. Not difficult in the “I need to get this off my chest” sort of way. Rather, it touched on several nerves that have troubled me before. I see the bolus of … Continue reading

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