Tag Archives: Viktor Frankl

Potato Digging at the Schoolhouse

At a meeting tonight about the future of my daughter’s little elementary school, a parent spoke about the importance of the schoolhouse, built a hundred years ago, by the town of Woodbury, Vermont. Until I went to a tiny college … Continue reading

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A Single Branch, Two Blossoms

All day, I was working in Burlington, and when I stepped out, I saw the lake just down the hill, a blue glassine surface on the other side of the rail yard.  Late getting home as I was, I ran … Continue reading

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