Poem on keeping an eye on the good things in life in bad times.
The reason public education suffers is because the primary participants (students and parents), do not share a love for learning.
My Dad, Donald George Olson, died on March 18, 2013... just four days shy of his 73rd birthday.
The opossum has been my neighbor for a couple years. He's the only marsupial I know.
Jenny is a lovely gal, hard worker, and mother of four.
A poem about lost hope in love and anger.
An essay on the extinction of the Renaissance Man or polymath in human history.
Observations on high school drop-outs and society.
Commentary on collegiate basketball, American colleges and professional sports.
Discussion on meta tags, including their legitimate usage, abuse and misunderstanding.
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