I once got a letter from Fred Flintstone. It must have been about 1980, after I had long been a loyal consumer of Fruity Pebbles cereal, which the commercials assured me…
If you read nothing else, read this: Thou shalt love the Muslims as thyself. To treat those who are different from you as anything other than your neighbor is to…
I used to think I would change the world. I was a blissful, naive high school kid. I thought saving the world was simple: be kind and be like Jesus. I…
I was an education major my freshman year, and I was amazed at how much technology is talked about. It was often said that if you were a teacher who…
I read in last Sunday’s paper that former President Barack Obama has been called for jury duty in his home town of Chicago. Imagine that. Twelve men and women in the…
Right before coming back to school, I saw one of my campers for the first time since leaving camp two months before. He ran up to me and proudly proclaimed…
Yoga is an odd experience. I recently participated in my first professionally-led yoga session. The instructor asked the group to sit up unnaturally straight and spread our toes, to stand…
I haven’t stopped thinking about Las Vegas, either. That’s what has me so concerned about the article published in last week’s edition of The Bison titled “We must do better.” I’m…
Last week I wrote about the importance of challenging your beliefs in order to grow stronger in the faith. To participate in that process, one has to be open and…
It’s no secret that the past two weeks have been dedicated to social club activities. For those who joined a club, I congratulate you on making it through the process.…