Brother’s Eulogy
Opening We were somewhere around Brigade Hill on the edge of the Kokoda trail when the contaminated water began to take hold. I remember saying something like “I feel a…
Why Handstands
Scrolling through my social media and messages, there are a lot of photos of handstands. There are photos, not just that I have posted, but that other people have sent…
Story within a story
Introduction When we talked about this piece, Story within a story, our reflections on it were different. We agreed that in sharing Cameron’s journey, this was the next story in…