Thanks for the memories, icon of my youth.
I loved the sound of a modem — seriously.
Ode to a pseudo-holiday I don’t really care about.
The vagaries of student luggage.
“At forward, from Indiana State, No. 33, … .”
Donate your time in the ways that best suit you.
What you wear is sort of like your personal front porch.
When it comes to service/sermon length, less is more.
A question of comparative courage.
Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio