A Place to Read

I haven’t been there in more than six years but I could walk there in my sleep.  Down the front steps of the Archbishop’s Mansion in San Francisco, turn right and walk for two blocks.  On the corner sits a coffee house with butcher block tables and no noise save for the hiss of the [...]

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Tell Me Your Story

Some people would describe me as a talker.  I would describe myself as a listener.  The thing that most people don’t notice is that when I start a conversation with a complete stranger (which I do almost everyday) I ask open ended questions in the hopes of being able to listen to something new – [...]

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The Freeze Ray

I am searching for a freeze ray. Most moms would agree that a freeze ray that would allow us to freeze our children in various stages of their lives is just the ticket. When they are eight months old and laughing at everything around them, we think this is the stage, the absolute best stage [...]

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If You Don’t Shoot You Can’t Score

My daughter, Megan is beautiful with a soccer ball.  I can get lost just watching her move the ball across the field.  She cuts, and fakes and players fall for the moves.  She dribbles up the field, splits the defenders and makes it to the box just in front of the goal.  I watch in [...]

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Stop the Bleeding

I had visions of losing our house and having to move in with our parents. Unfortunately, we had just finished watching Cinderella Man and my panic was fueled by scenes of the Great Depression. If we were going to survive the next three or four years with his new job, we had to take control of our money.

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