Archive | July, 2009

For Ian, on his graduation

When I first met you, you were an infant on a blanket in the basement of the lodge at Kimball Camp. Your mother was taking notes at a workshop I was leading for home school families and your dad was upstairs on the payphone, working a deal. So many things have changed since then. For [...]

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