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Asking the hard question: Am I racist?

Asking the hard question: Am I racist?

The headlines the last few weeks make my stomach turn. Another black man — a child of God — senselessly and brutally murdered by the same people sworn to protect him. A woman using her privilege and the unspoken, but loudly observed bias of local law enforcement to try and have a man arrested because she didn’t like that he asked her to follow the rules. And there is more. There is always more. Which is precisely the problem. From

Three generations connected by a simple song

Three generations connected by a simple song

My parents passed along a variety of cool and quirky personality traits and interests to me, not the least of which is a love of folk music. Maybe it’s the writer in me, but I’m a sucker for a good story-telling song and an acoustic guitar. I grew up listening to James Taylor, Jim Croche, Simon & Garfunkel, John Denver, and others. I remember that my dad, in particular, was very fond of John Denver. My earliest memories of hearing