Thoughts From The Floor Of The Bryce Jordan Center For years my dad both encouraged and pestered me to get a master’s degree. He didn’t really care about the discipline in which the degree would be based, rather he figured that it would help me advance my career. At no time was this pressure greater than when I was a stay-at-home-dad.I had convinced myself that I was always
Thoughts From The Floor Of The Bryce Jordan Center For years my dad both encouraged and pestered me to get a master’s degree. He didn’t really care about the discipline in which the degree would be based, rather he figured that it would help me advance my career. At no time was this pressure greater than when I was a stay-at-home-dad.I had convinced myself that I was always
My local newspaper, The Huntingdon Daily News posted this story on Facebook:After reading the post and the headline in the article, and noting the word “entourage” in each, I couldn’t help but think of The Princess Bri
I was on a bike ride the other day, headed north on PA route 26 between Donation and Center Union. As I’m pedaling, I felt the familiar sensation of something in my eye.When you’re cruising along at about 16 mph (which is a fairly good pace for a 40-year-old on a road bike, if I do say so myself), you’re bound to get the occasional bug in your eye. Believe me when I tell you