The Monarch Printthe story His name was Joel, but I called him Mr. Dawson. He was one of the best leaders Ive ever known. On the surface, Mr. Dawson was just a regular guy who coached youth baseball. But he was kind, humble, and strong, albeit not in the benchpress dump trucks sort of way. A rare autoimmune disease took several fingers on one hand. But he was able to balance a baseball with it while holding a bat with his other hand. During practice, hed carefully

while old legends grow mighty in stature

creativity might be my favorite

and uncertainty

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If you struggle finding time to corral the troops for mealtime on a regular basis

As it turns out

There is magic in the mashup

but they are there

I appreciated the idea of seeing death as a part of the life process

We grow numb to wonder

but we wondered at times if it was merely a mirage

But goodness can pop up if we stop and look a little closer