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Kindercritters

Kindercritters

I am beginning to suspect that many folks who grew up in Prescott had Penny Nicholas as their Kindergarten or first-grade teacher. If I’m doing the math right, kids born in 1963 all the way up through 2010 have graced her classroom and maybe even posed for a photo...
Voices from the past

Voices from the past

My cell phone sent me an alert that I was almost at my voicemail limit the other day. This doesn’t surprise me because I have a hard time erasing the funny or touching messages I get from friends and family. For me, this started back in the days of answering machines....
Across the generations

Across the generations

This week I had a chance to talk with a class of eighth-graders about the people who live in assisted living and how once upon a time these folks were 14-year-olds too. I asked them to raise their hand if they thought they might live to at least 90, and was impressed...
Just like riding a bike

Just like riding a bike

Our garage has a collection of underused sporting gear hanging from hooks on the wall. Sleeping bags and a tent from the camping trip that happened exactly twice in our 26 years together. A collapsible hula-hoop from my brief stint in a community ed class. (I’ll bet...
Colors of spring

Colors of spring

The other day I bought an Easter egg dye kit, which looked remarkably similar to the one I remember using as a kid many years ago. It seemed like a pretty good deal for two bucks. The eggs, on the other hand, are now a precious commodity so I opened the container to...