Losing a House to Fire, Why Stuff is More than Stuff, How to Help
Happy Sunday. Here is this week’s grab bag of things to gander/ponder/pause on:
Losing a House to Fire
In December 1995 I was fifteen and studying for winter exams when I heard my sister’s footsteps in the hallway followed by frantic, heavy banging on my bedroom door. I was annoyed. I was trying to focus and the door was locked. When she started screaming…
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