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Dear Karina: Using The Internet To Connect With Young Children

I’m back in here — I’ve been working on my own personal history in relative silence for a while, and I think I had some breakthroughs in developing a framework that helps me — and everyone, really — put their own personal history in the hands of others. A recent commercial by Google’s Chrome browser reminded me of this — I’m linking to it below, it’s...

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Memory Monday:Class Notes from the University of Life

I recently finished a monumental project; I took 6 Banker boxes of notes from undergraduate and graduate classes, and I got rid of them. So to speak. I didn’t exactly throw them out entirely… instead, I like to think I just made them really, really, really small. With the blessing of my IT guy at work, I used the copier to scan my reams of notes and turn them into PDF documents. So now those 6...

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Playlist of My (Her) Life

Tonight I did a nice thing for my wife — she’s pregnant, she’s tired and she’s seen a bit too much of my precocious daughter and her too-often-poopy diapers. I had some Marriott Rewards points, so off she went to the local oh-so-swanky Courtyard for a night on her own. Somehow I successfully fed, bathed and clothed our little daughter and was desperately trying to distract her from...

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Memory Monday: Music

I just returned from the first “spin class” I’ve done at my gym in more than 3 years. If you’re not familiar with the term “spin class,” just think of about 20 people on stationary bikes VOLUNTARILY turning a knob that makes it more and more difficult to turn the pedals, VOLUNTARILY going up an imaginary hill, all in the name of fitness. I think “spin class”...

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Memory Monday: The First School Years

My first year of school was at a bible church behind our house (now covered with subdivisions, there was once only an alfalfa field between our house and the church). My teacher was Mrs. Miller – I don’t remember much from that first year except that at some point the cover of a fluorescent light broke off from the ceiling and landed on my knee. I don’t think this hurt, I just think it...