September, 2014

We Are Strangers in a Strange Land

We Are Strangers in a Strange Land

I grew up in a family that camped. My father was a pastor who got four weeks of vacation. We took all four weeks at once, camping the whole month of July, mostly in wooded forests next to lakes. We hauled a small Sunfish sailboat on top of our sagging station wagon.   Vacations were a young boy’s fantasy, filled with mysterious forests and stormy seas. Four weeks wasn’t enough. We...

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How to Live with Peril & Prospect

How to Live with Peril & Prospect

Several years ago I helped a good friend with his pheasant hunt retreat in South Dakota.  Each morning and afternoon we would walk through the fields, 26-men wide, with loaded shotguns in hand and dogs scouring the tall grass and cornstalks in front of us.  We would stop occasionally to shore up the line. One particular time as I looked to my right and left it dawned on me that what we were...

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