Last fall, I sprained an ankle. It was a mild sprain, from an extended time walking on steep terrain in the rain. I didn’t even notice the injury at the time. This wasn’t my first ankle rodeo, so I knew what to do. I rested it. But then I got too
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I grew up reading books where kids jumped in lakes and rivers to swim. I also grew up in Louisiana with a bayou just beyond my back yard. I grew up with my parents constantly telling me not to jump in the bayou behind our house to swim, because it was
It happened one August. I was to drive from Louisiana up to New England for college, arriving early for orientation leader training and the like. Because of the way the timing worked out, one of my best friends was able to tag along for the road trip, have a short New
*(here’s a bit of a mission statement—skip to the end if you’re just looking for biographical information)* I can imagine that if someone were to poke around here at random, they might be confused at a seeming lack of focus. What is this, anyway: a blog about writing? a humor site?