By Butch Freedman Back when my kids were young and money was tight, going out to dinner was a rare treat. And when the wife and I decided we needed a…
Category: Guest Column
VIEW FROM HERE: My Tree Climber Friend, Embracing Creativity
By Deb Montgomery John Curry could climb trees like no one I’ve ever known. He and I would ride our bikes around Kanata, Ontario and I would pick the trees and…
LIFE LESSONS WITH COACH DENISE: What About Bob?
By Denise Donohue, M Ed The first time I ever felt anxiety was long before I knew what it was. I was an emergency medical technician working on an ambulance. I…
BUTCH’S BLOG: Don’t Look Away
By Butch Freedman With the mid-term elections only two months away, I’m feeling both hopeful and increasingly nervous. If we were still dealing with a functioning democracy, I would not be…
AMERICA 250: UNAFFILIATED
What we inherit and what we choose By Michelle Jenck, M Ed I have a general theory that Republicans want people to change, and Democrats want Republicans to change. It’s tempting…
LIFE LESSONS: Underneath It Was Me
By Denise Donahue, M Ed I believe I was 37 when the first clump of hair fell out. I remember standing in the shower, putting conditioner in my hair like I always…
BUTCH’S BLOG: The Privilege of Quietude In a Loud World
By Butch Freedman I grew up in a big city, one that was noisy and always busy. The noise didn’t bother me when I was a kid, even though our house…
Making a Difference: Dolly Parton’s Amazing Life
By Neal Lemery One person can make such a difference, and change lives. Each of us has that power, that ability to be present and be a supporter, a cheerleader for…
I’ve Been Thinking/Book Review … Finding Pearls – A Gathering of Leaves: Extravagances & Ephemera by David Bently Hart
By Jim Heffernan I hate being held up at the supermarket by someone who examines every package of meat with a degree of care that prompts me to say, “They’re looking…
BUTCH’S BLOG: Hang On—It’s Happening
By Butch Freedman “A sickening moral slum of an administration.” The Washington Post I find myself bouncing between hopelessness and giddiness some days. Maybe most days. Here’s why. Oh you probably…
