Man, what a month its been. For those who don’t know, I have been with CCC for a little over a month and it has been a crazy, fun, and busy month. I will be honest I was unsure what to expect when I was hired.Read More
YLA teens proved you can’t have too much of a good thing as they began stockpiling certifications this spring and summer.Read More
A couple of years ago for Christmas, my son and his wife gave me a framed quote from a song by the Avett Brothers. The quote reads, “Always remember there is nothing worth sharing like the love that let us share our name.”Read More
I am a vegan and cheering for the rescue of wild boars would be a stretch even for me.
Originally natives of Eurasia, North Africa and the Greater Sunda Islands, wild boars have been successfully introduced into a wide range of environments, and because of their resilience and adaptability they are now classified as a species of “least concern”Read More
For the past few weeks, I’ve been wondering what Mr. Rogers would say about some serious topics that have been in the news lately.Read More
For years I have dreamed of opening a tool library.
It would be just exactly what it sounds like: a place where you can check out and return tools instead of books.
There are dozens of such tool libraries making often expensive tools available to their communities across the country…
We are having the conversation again. We are having them all too frequently.
After the Florida school shooting, we again are engaged in emotional discussions, sharing strong opinions. We hear shouting and read social media posts IN ALL CAPS!Read More
A Texas spring is a temperamental sort, blowing hot and cold around our alternately under- and over-protected ears, coaxing buds into boldly bursting on the scene only to have to cower at its fickle fierceness, and then beckoning us to thrust our hands into the warm earth to assist in its rebirth, only to have those hands slapped by the sting of an April frost.Read More
The tide has turned.
I held his hand while crossing streets and dragging him into Mother’s Day Out and later kindergarten. I boosted him up to slurp from...Read More
I was 7 when I began my relationship with the vision-care community. I don’t remember my first optometrist, but my first pair of glasses were brown, cat-eye frames, likely one of two choices back then. Those spectacles kicked off the awkward years, to which a whole series of annual grade school pictures...Read More