Mother’s First Game

Mother’s First Game

I’d played more than a hundred football, basketball, and baseball games between seventh grade and high school graduation, but my mother had never seen me play. Not until the night we played Livingston a second time, this time on our home floor. I was excited, knowing...
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...
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...
Shoot the Damn Ball

Shoot the Damn Ball

I was known as a shooter during my senior year of basketball. When I had a slight opening, I drove to the basket. When I didn’t have an opening, I worked hard to create one. But it wasn’t always that way. I’ll never forget that night on the court when shooting the...