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OPINION | STEVE STRAESSLE: Our Town
My sons and I walked the path leading to the heart of campus, toward the tall iron gates. A gravel trail crunched under our feet as we meandered, talking about…
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There's always one. That one person who can't fight the temptation to look up.
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I was a stay-at-home dad last week. Spring break had descended upon Arkansas schools and my wife had to work. My 11th-grade daughter took off for the beach wit…
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When I was a young father, I learned a lot about choices that are inherent to being human. I learned this by doing laundry.
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A co-worker appeared at my office door announcing he had a gift for me, his hands invisible behind him. Since pranks run wild at all-boys schools, I was wary a…
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I started typing this on Monday. That's a run day for me because I like to have the morning roads to myself thanks to my idiot dog who has to inspect every sin…
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I stretched my back, using both hands to massage my lower spine. Years of sitting on bleachers and pews has made it impossible to spend long periods on hard su…
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I stood on the smooth front porch of our little house. After kicking a little mud off my shoes, I removed my rain jacket, shaking it until all signs of the sti…