Mr. Sacco
Aug15

Mr. Sacco

This last four days I’ve been deep in the woods and water of Ontario. I was spending time with a man I first met in fifth grade at Earle Brown Elementary School. He was my teacher then and still is today … some 50 years later. Joe used to smuggle art books into school for me, from his own collection. Rembrandt, DaVinci, Van Gogh, Picasso, and my personal favorite Michelangelo were all represented and invited to share their...

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From Dad’s Toolbox
Jun17

From Dad’s Toolbox

by Randall Rogers, Reprinted with Permission There’s a wrong I’d like to right. The man I wronged is dead, so I am asking you to hear my truth in this regard. If it resonates, so be it, or, share your truth. I was 48 when I first heard of a Warrior Weekend and the idea that there were other men in the world that wondered . . . ‘is this it, is this what being a man is?’ was foreign to me. I was hungry for the...

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