Tag Archives: Randy Boone

Learning Experience

I once taught my best class with no students present on the snowiest day of December. My lecture was buttressed with statistics and facts and quotes from the most expert authorities. I pointed to maps and referenced pie charts with … Continue reading

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Day-Old Cotton Candy

Sometimes my life feels like day-old cotton candy, a little stiff on the edges, sticky to the touch, yet delicious enough just to remain irresistible. In such times, I remind myself that things could be worse. I could go full-on … Continue reading

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