The Spinach Can: A Fathers Day Story

Looking back, I now see that my father was like someone who had been burned in a horrific fire as a child, and he bore many awful scars from it. Those scars were not easily visible, but if you looked at the cautious, frugal way he lived his life, they become apparent.

He did not spend if he could avoid it; instead, he saved and saved and saved.

Carb Deprived & Thinking

Long before the internet made it easy to post reviews of dog spas, prisons, or even public restrooms, teacher appraisals were passed on by word of mouth. I tried to learn as much as I could about professors before I’d sign up for their classes.