Watching the orthodontist insert the first clear aligner into my son’s mouth, slipping it easily into place over his upper teeth, sparked vivid memories. Years spent with shiny metal bands,[…]
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2020
Year: 2020
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May
2020
Sundays, during my childhood, meant making the arduous trek over hill and hollow to my maternal grandparents’ house for dinner. The scenic journey along state Route 11 bordered patchwork-quilt farms,[…]
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May
2020
Several years ago, during my older son’s college orientation, the provost made a statement that had an immediate impact and continues to resonate with me to this day. He said,[…]
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May
2020
I am sitting here with my coffee, reflecting on this morning’s walk in the unseasonably cool summer air. I find that when I walk, my mind opens to new ideas,[…]
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May
2020
Andre Pater, a renowned equine artist, conducted a tour of his work that my younger son and I attended. During the tour, Mr. Pater was asked what advice he gives[…]
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May
2020
By Carolyn and Joseph Waterbury-Tieman One day, in my art studio, I was putting the finishing touches on a painting of life on the ocean floor. The last creature to[…]
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May
2020
Walking has been a mainstay of our daily routine since Jerry and I met thirty-five years ago. In addition to the ground we’ve covered, we’ve discussed virtually every subject imaginable. […]
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May
2020
Yesterday morning, during my workout, I watched the Andy Griffith episode where Opie enters the 50-yard dash contest. Barney devises a training regimen and convinces Opie that winning is a[…]
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May
2020
Reflecting on loving relationships in general and marriage in particular is a hazard of my professional training. I have regularly written about marriage for parent resource magazines and people often[…]
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May
2020
Sundays, during my childhood, meant making the arduous trek over hill and hollow to my maternal grandparents’ house for dinner. The scenic journey along state Route 11 bordered patchwork-quilt farms,[…]