Our Stories

The elderly Amish and I have not dissimilar responses to technology. The wheel seems fine, so do its close relatives, the hinge and crank.

It’s hard to change the way I wait. This fearful kind of waiting has deep roots, but the deeper root is healthy and still there.

I grew up near the Atlantic. We were introduced days after I was born; I was in it before I could walk. I knew it before I knew what it was.