Marijuana? I Barely Knew Ye

Marijuana? I Barely Knew Ye

There I was, digging a hole in the middle of my backyard under a cloud-darkened sky. I’d sometimes go out in the dark after a rain to catch night crawlers, but I wasn’t searching for night crawlers that night. I was on a more dubious mission. It began innocently...
Living with LDS

Living with LDS

I’ve always been more impressed by what people do than by what they say. I believe that people’s actions reveal their true character. I only knew two Latter-Day Saints (LDS, often called Mormons) before living in Utah for two years while completing my doctorate...
Misunderstanding Pig Latin

Misunderstanding Pig Latin

When the troops returned home from the war in 1946, a new language flooded our valley. They called it Pig Latin. The older boys at Middlebury Country School learned it, and to my dismay, used it when we younger students were around. I was an eight-year-old...
Tracking Loggerheads

Tracking Loggerheads

The moon and stars lighted the sand as our four-wheeler crossed and re-crossed the beach. We’d been searching for loggerhead turtle tracks for a couple hours but had yet to be rewarded. Lynn and I’d stopped at the information center earlier that day after crossing...
One-Finger Typist

One-Finger Typist

Since retirement, I’ve typed more than a half-million words. And I’ve done that as a one-finger typist. Before retirement, during twenty-five years as a university professor and researcher, I undoubtedly wrote more than that many words, but I wrote those in longhand...
A Scotch Tape Alligator

A Scotch Tape Alligator

I taught eleven- to fifteen-year-old students with behavioral disabilities. We had challenging times, but we also had many good times, too. On their best days, they were as big-hearted and helpful as any students in school. Whenever I walked through town, and any of...