Left Behind in Grand Rapids
I forgot that figuring out life does not always mean getting a job or going to grad school.
More Than a Fish Needs a Bicycle
It all turned out fine. We weren’t abducted or murdered in our beds. Our host, whom we met later that evening, turned out to be sweet and ostensibly normal.
A Reevaluation: On the Disabilities Panel at FFW 2016
During a Friday morning panel at the 2016 Festival of Faith and Writing in Grand Rapids, Michigan, writer Jessica Mesman Griffith said something that would later come to trouble me.
The Chemistry of a Car Crash
In the movies, there is usually a lone car horn blaring, the hiss of steam from a broken radiator, dramatic music swelling. None of that today. Just NPR on my car radio, and when I got out, an almost reverential silence.
Stars, Etc.
But there are some things I hold dear that you just can’t get in the greatest city in the world. And that’s where the stars come in.
Life Hacks and Road Trips
6. Bribes are more than okay. I’ve trained my kids to think that tic-tacs are the holiest of grails in terms of possible rewards for good behavior.
Ancestry
This year’s paprikash dinner was Shakespearean—brutal in its unintentional comedy and not without its tragedy.
Wait, You’re A Democrat?
It was refreshing to be on this side of the political spectrum, supportive of marginalized groups and new ideas. Republicans just didn’t seem to make time for that.
Reflections on Water (Five Memories)
I couldn’t see where the lake ended and land began. The white/grey of the snow and ice blended perfectly with the grey of the sky making it impossible to tell where the sky began.
Wrong Fit
From a purely practical perspective, it makes sense; these cuts will save the college money and Calvin can still claim to have a theatre program. But the decision lacks educational and artistic vision.
