Exploring one of life's most valuable gifts
When I was a kid, I lived for gymnastics. While other neighborhood kids were running around swinging bats and throwing balls, I was climbing door jams and forward-rolling my way across the living room until my mom enrolled me in classes. I loved learning how to front- and back-handspring down an expanse of open floormat... Continue Reading →
Julia and I can’t pinpoint exactly when we first met, although she thinks she remembers hearing my name when she was the new kid in sixth grade at James Lane Allen Elementary School in Lexington, Ky. That would’ve been in 1981, and she had just moved with her family from Arlington, Virginia. Ten years earlier, my family had moved south from Philadelphia into our first tiny house in Lexington’s Gardenside neighborhood when I was two years old, and I had attended James Lane... Continue Reading →
Language of Friendship 