Do you ever feel like you’re not like everyone else? That you see the world differently? That others don’t really understand you? I taught for years prior to moving into administration, and I asked those questions at the beginning of each year to the classes I taught. And each time most of my students nodded…
An Oktoberfest Rifle (part 2)
Walking down a dark, creaky hallway is often scarier than the monster behind the door at the end. My fear grew, wondering what was at the end of the hall I created, or in reality behind a door and on a balcony above. The lobby and bar slowly began to fill one or two guests…
An Oktoberfest Rifle (nonfiction, part 1)
I nearly ran into a guy as I stepped out of the elevator into the small parking garage beneath our hotel. He was carrying a rifle. We were in Vienna, Austria celebrating Oktoberfest. We chose the hotel because of its proximity to the event, and the balcony view. I needed the phone charger out of…
Almost all I need . . .
A couple of my buds put this together: