On the Way Home

I was culling pictures out of my phone the other day and came across this shot from Namibia. Not surprisingly, it seemed like a metaphor fo...

Last week I wasn't feel well, not terrible, just a little puny (as we'd say in Indiana) and my chest felt a little wonky. In a norm...

If I were more technologically sophisticated I'd find a way to have Patty Griffin's The Rowing Song play when you looked at this p...

I was thinking that I should create a separate Label for Pandemic since so many of my posts lately seem to be about surviving the pandemic ...

Everyone remembers the Desert Island Discs, or at least all right-thinking individuals remember them. It's a BBC radio program which ac...

We visited the sacred Pushkar Lake on the recent trip to India. Once again it was an educational and moving experience for the students, an...

As this semester clumsily ended, sort of the academic equivalent of coitus interruptus, it marked the conclusion of my twentieth year at Ch...