March Madness is nearly upon us, dear readers. No, I’m not referring to the NCAA basketball tournament, though I will try to…
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Imagine, if you will, a baby crawling up a mountainous flight of steps, one little knee at a time, slapping the surface…
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“Beware of Greeks bearing gifts,” a phrase once commonly heard amid the every day lexicon of collective American vocabulary dates back to…
I’ve got my wings, the apparatuses fitted to my back with wax, and I’m armed with the wise advice to avoid soaring…
The lessons were informal, though they served as instruction nonetheless. Reminiscing now, I realize that in all likelihood they served as fodder…