My mom recently told me the story of a woman remembering the moment Nazi soldiers came to take her father from their family home to a concentration camp. She recalled him slowly rising from the dinner table. He methodically gathered … Read More
Sweat dripped down my neck and trickled down the small of my back with the physical effort in the evening sun, but a distinct lightness buoyed my spirit—it was a sense of satisfaction I hadn’t felt in a while. Tugging … Read More
If you’ve ever gone mountain biking, you’ve probably had that “Doh!” moment of being halfway over an obstacle, losing the momentum you need to clear it, and then falling in what feels like a slow-motion collapse. Even if you’ve only … Read More
There was way too much cotton in the photo. Cotton t-shirts, cotton pants, cotton bandanas, even a cotton puffy vest. And the external-frame pack on my back was straight out of 1977. We stood smiling in bulky college sweatshirts for … Read More
