Vision Quest – Be What You See

It was a foggy, icy day. I was driving on I-95, my son Jeffrey in the passenger seat. We were heading back from North Carolina after visiting colleges. I broke the silence, “Jeffrey, what did you think of High Point?” “It was OK,” came his monotone reply. “That’s it?...
Paper Airplanes

Paper Airplanes

On the way to our sixth-grade son’s middle-school awards ceremony, we celebrated by going out to dinner. About half-way through the meal, he said, “I don’t know what the big deal is. All they give you is a piece of paper.” We suspected he...