26 Entered and 26 Exited Schools

          Changing schools was an uncomfortable part of moving.  It started when I attended two different playschools, which now I believe they would be called preschools, and then on to kindergarten.  I didn’t mind meeting new people and making new friends.  The part I hated was that I had a large overbite from sucking my …

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Fireflies and Freedoms

            When I was in elementary school, I wasn’t fond of science class until we were introduced to hands-on learning.  I remember one of my favorite exercises was gathering fireflies in a jar to study their blinking bodies.  I also learned that during the larval stage or winter, fireflies hibernate.  Some burrow underground, while others …

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From Grizzly Bear to Ocean Air

            Have you been up close to a grizzly bear?  No, not at the zoo.  We were moving from Missoula, Montana; I was about four years old, and we had to travel through a portion of Glacier National Park.  Dad noticed the cars slowing in front of us and announced there must be some wildlife …

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Changes: My Story – from the beginning

My dad was a cartographer (mapmaker) with the USGS headquartered in Denver, Colorado. When I was about a year old, my dad began taking assignments in the Rocky Mountain Region (which included seven states: Montana, North and South Dakotas, Wyoming, Colorado, New Mexico, and Texas). We would move two to three times per year. Before …

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Hello… Goodbye

I may not be an expert on the subject of change, but after 45 moves before I graduated from high school, I’ve learned to be proficient at it.

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