The garage of my childhood home holds many memories On Saturday mornings my dad would roll our car down the driveway so we had room to work mdash with my favorite project being a broken go-kart we rsquo d found On that garage floor we gave it new wheels attached a sporty plastic windshield and mdash with Dad on the street looking out for traffic mdash I would race down the driveway with such excitement Looking back I see more was going on in that garage than simply fixing go-karts Instead a young boy was being shaped by his dad [... more]

ldquo I don rsquo t get it rdquo My daughter slapped her pencil down on the desk She was working on a math assignment and I rsquo d just begun my ldquo job rdquo as a homeschooling mom teacher We were in trouble I couldn rsquo t recall what I rsquo d learned thirty-five years ago about changing decimals into fractions I couldn rsquo t teach her something I didn rsquo t already know so we watched an online teacher explain the skill As human beings we rsquo ll struggle at times with things we don rsquo t know or [... more]