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At times, the hilltop itself speaks to me. Monday morning, for example, when I walked through the school’s front archway before sunrise, I spotted an epigram engraved into the stone above: “Education is bitter but the fruit is sweet.”  How had I missed it? The engraving had to be as old as the building itself.  Then, […]

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Most mornings, before the first little feet step onto the playground – whips of cold air smack heavy redwood branches and bring a kind of rain to my former school’s asphalt playground. The school itself sits near the back of a two acre plot of earth – black earth that soaks in wetness by day, […]

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