July 31, 2009
Before trips were marked by MapQuest, Google maps, Yahoo maps, or elaborate GPS devices, I had the unique opportunity to mark one route in particular with memories as rich and inspirational as anything that secured the outside edges of my personal foundation. This journey was repeated many, many times in my life. It was 28 […]
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July 17, 2009
My father was not a man that bagged his lawn clippings. This thought raced through my head yesterday as I walked behind my own mower. I had spent significant time walking behind a mower at 103 East Park in Wheaton, Illinois where my father was the “foreman” of the job. Sam had grown up on […]
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