Happy New Year! We are in the throes of a busy and snowy winter, ski racing, and adolescence. Our son turned 16. Holy Hannah. How did that happen? He has been driving with us legally for six months now, and he finished Drivers Education. His instructor told me at the last session that he was… Continue reading Holding onto the Steering Wheel
When those incredible moments of humanity happen after a crazy Halloween Friday at school, the day before our girls’ soccer team takes on rival Pittsburg- Canaan, when snow is predicted this evening, and all the trees have shed their leaves, one takes a moment to thank a local woman named Karen. I’ve never met Karen… Continue reading Hope in Hatchland (and Humanity)
We don’t live on a farm, but our barn doors are open. Here in northern NH, we are on the cusp of the first frost. The zippy little hummingbirds have stocked up on the juice they need to fly to South America, with the faith that they will return here after winter’s end. Despite some… Continue reading This September 11
Hannah Herzog was our Lin-Wood student many years ago, and she recently passed away. She was a quiet young woman, whose story I tell every year when we kick off Poetry Out Loud. Her class participated early on in our school’s tradition of Poetry Out Loud, our first or second year perhaps roughly 15 years… Continue reading Here’s to Hannah Herzog
The day I returned from April vacation, following our embryo adoption decision, our staff at school received an email from our assistant principal telling us about an opportunity for teachers wishing to pursue a professional dream to apply for a Rotary Grant. This was serendipitous to say the very least. How could I spend five… Continue reading The Rotary Grant
Heather Ehrman Krill: The "Write" Kind of Coach 