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I grew up playing all kinds of quirky games to pass the time on family road trips. One that was almost certainly unique to our
I grew up playing all kinds of quirky games to pass the time on family road trips. One that was almost certainly unique to our
Sometimes we lose. We lose loved ones. We lose jobs. We lose health. We lose dreams. We lose the religious tradition, denomination, or church we
“I hate the church.” His words were harsh and almost haunting as we walked together through the thick morning fog. The man’s confession came from
You do not have to be a person of faith to recognize that addressing the climate crisis requires more than technological and policy solutions—although those
I’ve essentially quit Twitter/X, and my life is better for it. I joined the platform in 2008 as a young journalist hoping to gather sources,
I spent the morning at Dachau Concentration Camp memorial site, just outside Munich. I wandered the grounds and exhibitions: the roll call area, barracks, infirmary,
School has been starting for K-12 students round here this week, and even though my university’s classes begin after Labor Day, there’s already been the
“They look like Dr. Seuss flowers!” So declared my 10-year-old upon seeing the rows and rows of dahlias at the Meijer Gardens Dahlia Show in
In January. Steve Mathonnet-VanderWell posted a blog in this space called Joe Biden’s Age, arguing that Biden’s age helped make him trustworthy. The months since
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