
Watching the Water
by David Pettit I tie flies in the spring. One can actually fish year round in Colorado. But I learned my rhythms on eastern streams.

by David Pettit I tie flies in the spring. One can actually fish year round in Colorado. But I learned my rhythms on eastern streams.
I’ve just finished the first two weeks of the rest of my life. As a few of you know, and as more of you may

Two students, two separate occasions, both brought to tears with just a simple question: “How are you doing?” I really don’t seek out people’s problems…

Generally, I’m a proponent of authenticity. Clarity about one’s values, meaningful action that flows from those values, honest and genuine speech, freedom of choice, and
As summer turns to autumn, I’ve had to face yet again my own finitude. At the beginning of every summer, my optimism is unmatched: my

Now a bulletin from our Iowa desk: To most Americans the presidential election is still more than a year away. At this point it’s only

“A long thread of tragedy is woven through the story of the puffy white substance that clothes us all.” That’s the closing line of the
by David Pettit The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want. He makes me lie down in green pastures; he leads me beside still

SIMI VALLEY, CA — “We have no firm explanation at this time.” That was as much as Patricia Drake, spokesperson for the Ronald Reagan Foundation