When I was maybe fifteen, my always optimistic and encouraging mother gave me an envelope with a five-dollar bill and a note that said “To start a fund to feed the people of the world.” It must have been her
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Butterflies in a Blizzard, or Chaos in Colorado and What It Means for Us
January 2016. My flight to Denver from Washington’s Dulles Airport was on time on December 15th, even though the previous United flight had been cancelled by a hard-striking snowstorm in Colorado. A low, white blanket of patterned clouds covered the
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Time Travels in Alaska
After a sunset touchdown in Anchorage, I spent Saturday night in the Puffin Inn, a two-star motel, and after a two-star high-calorie breakfast at Gywnnie’s Old Alaska Restaurant just up the street the next morning, I was finally driving south
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