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Thresholds and Chicken Wings

It’s a strange thing to read your own memoirs, even when you are the one who wrote them.  Last Friday, I ironically finished my final round of proofreads in the very hotel we stayed when Caleb, our oldest, was in a coma after his rollover accident. Everything about Friday was surreal: wrapping up a very […]

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