The Elephant in the Room: Letters to Laertes 10

If you live a life controlled by your own Pathos, then Passion will be your undoing.

Dogma: Letters to Laertes 9

I found my way through the maze of my failures through the understanding of animals. No judgement. No religion. No rules. Just love. That is all dogs teach.

Harvard & The Bone Violin: Letters To Laertes 8

I became a Speech & Debate Coach to prove my worth to my school district. When I, and my wife, left the program died. The successes of my life are filled with the lessons taught by other people's children.

Oh Captain, My Captain: Letters to Laertes 7

If I can, I would teach you how to think - Alice Larson

The Death of Heroes: Letters to Laertes 6

"Because it will never die..."

The Best Laid Plans: Letters to Laertes 5

I will never forget that thought. The first thought of Fatherhood. Someday, someone will lash out, and hurt this face....

The Apostate : Letters to Laertes 4

After the MTC. After Troost Avenue. It wasn't until I returned to lush, suburban whiteness that my faith died.

By the Time I Get to Arizona: Letters to Laertes 3

Before we can discuss how faith failed; we must check your privilege.

Love in the Time of Covid

My daughter of step is driving. It is terrifying. Not because she is a bad driver, quite the contrary as some of you may have seen me broadcast on FaceBook…

Fishers of Men: Letters To Laertes 2

Going on a Mormon mission was the watershed moment of my youth. It ended it, and it defined the road I would travel in almost everything else. But it started in the MTC in Provo, Utah.