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March 2013

This Is a Test

When March 1st came, I breathed a sigh of relief that we had had such a well winter.  

On March 2, Hope got a stomach virus. We had company coming--friends from Vermont.  Our friend Karl Swanke (#67--look him up) played for Green Bay in the 80's and his visit was perfectly timed with our church's March Madness sports theme.  He planned to say a few words at church while he and his wife, Maggie (one of my favorite people) were with us for the weekend college shopping with their daughter.

Everybody? Not on My Watch.

I wanted to ride my bike to the mall with my BFF when I was about 12.  My mother saidno.  

I told hereverybodyrode their bikes to the mall. 

"And if everybody jumped off a cliff, would you jump, too?" she asked.  

Why do all my friends' mothers say that? I thought. 

When I was 17, a guy who was well over 21 asked me on a date.  My mother said I had to wait until I was 18 to go out with him.  So I did. 

In college, a foreign student invited me to his apartment.

When Quiet is Loud: A Review

If you think introverts can't make a difference, think again. 

Susan Cain opens her book, Quiet, with an eye (and ear) opening example of the power of the introvert. Rosa Parks, a small framed, quiet lady in her 40's, fueled a movement with one word: No.

But Cain doesn't stop there. She goes on to list dozens of introverts that have changed history: Lincoln, Einstein, Gates; the list goes on and on.

The book is a bit academic and, consequently,  hard for me to digest at times. Still, Cain's argument is valid and healthy for an extrovert like myself to consider.
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