“Awk, there’s crick in my left shoulder,” I said to Keith. I grabbed the shoulder with my right hand then massaged and shifted it one way and another trying to work out the crick. “If I could just get it to click back into place, everything would be fine, you know?”...
“Hi, I’m Carole Duff.” I checked in with the two women at the desk outside the Sister Helen Marie Duffy Center where I had taught in-coming Freshman Laptop Camps and faculty workshops. “Oh, yes, we heard that you were coming,” they said. “How long has it been since...
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