About this time every year, we’re up to our foul lines with March Madness, the annual NCAA basketball tournament. Television stations are hijacked, advertisers produce basketball themed commercials, and offices are full of busted brackets. At the risk of jumping on the basketball bandwagon, I’d like to share a slightly different perspective that caused me

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On October 10, 1979, when I was in my first year of college, the University of Virginia got three inches of snow. A few days later the student newspaper reported that we had witnessed three inches of “partly cloudy” — which had been the weather forecast for that day. You’d think we’d see a significant

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When we were expecting our first child, I had a hard time grasping the idea of being a parent. I suspect that I, like most men, was more preoccupied with the conception of a child than the raising of one. As a young man, I wasn’t quite sure if I was responsible enough for myself

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