The Lost Art of Listening

The Lost Art of Listening

In January of 2016, I visited the Atlanta childhood home of Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. Located in a small neighborhood within a short walk from the Ebeneezer Baptist Church, where father and son King both presided as pastor during their careers, the Victorian-style home was painted in a cheery yellow. On my visit, I…

For the Love of Matching PJs

For the Love of Matching PJs

Every family has their quirky Christmas traditions. My family has too many traditions to list here. But one in particular has stood the test of time…matching Christmas PJs. Knowing this tradition was merely a prompt for my mother to take photos, we all (mostly) complied with the requisite holiday cheer. As kids, we knew we’d…

Judging a Library by its Cover

Judging a Library by its Cover

As the old saying goes, judging a book by its cover leads to all sorts of ill-advised judgments and wrongheaded conclusions. So, my warning today is to not judge this library by its cover. This is the National Library of Kosovo. It taught me something about perspective and freedom and the thirst for knowledge. The…