In my first couple of years at the Coast Guard Academy, the athletic director was Chuck Mills. I still remember something he said at a Fellowship of Christian Athletes breakfast: “There are only two ways to stop losing: win or quit.” I quoted that on my year book page when I graduated. I was always... Continue Reading →
Squinting at the Future
What am I doing with my life? I hope no one will accuse me of having a mid-life crisis just for asking the question. Sometimes, I am surprised to feel content. I like my job, and I’m good at it. I have a good living situation; God has provided for me above and beyond what... Continue Reading →
What I’m Not Missing
What I’m not missing probably says more than what I am. The conditions brought about by the response to the pandemic may be a better gauge of personality than any assessment that has been created for that purpose. One assessment I took, over twenty years ago, declared me to be a “clear introvert.” All these... Continue Reading →
Metaphoric Masonry
I have often wondered if I have “Buzz Off” tattooed on my forehead in special ink that other people can see, but I can’t. It might explain some of my difficulties making friends. Last week, in the midst of a difficult and tear-filled day, a couple of people told me that they were ‘here’ for... Continue Reading →