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The View from the Bus

By T. R. Robertson During my afternoon commute today I spied a great blue heron—seldom seen in the middle of my city, it was flying down the center of Grindstone Creek. It passed under a bridge as the bus passed over. I violated the bus riders’ rules and shuffled quickly to a seat on the […]

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On-the-Job Rule #42

By T. R. Robertson My son got his first job when he was 15, as a lifeguard. A few weeks into the job he was in a bad mood one day when I picked him up after work. He said his boss had yelled at him. I knew from having been accused of “yelling” at […]

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Solid-Rock Confidence

By T. R. Robertson My 82-year-old father was sick at Thanksgiving. By Christmas he was diagnosed with an inoperable brain tumor. One month later he was gone. Learning How to Live His departure left my 80-year-old mother grieving the loss of her companion of 60 years. Dad had been the lynchpin holding together the independent […]

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The Big Easy

By T. R. Robertson   In the early 1970s, my family lived in a small town in rural Missouri. Early each growing season I would watch from our backyard while our neighbor prepared his field for planting. He was small and wiry, weathered and wrinkled. He appeared unable to stand completely upright. I was amazed […]