Chasing Garbage Trucks (a Marathon Story)
My finishing time was 8 hours, 25 minutes, but my experience was more: memories to last a lifetime, a new friend and a journey across the city of Chicago which seemed somehow to embrace the meaning of my name, victory for the people.
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Won’t you be my neighbor?
I love being a “neighbor,” that unique sort of friendship that is defined by where I live. Neighbors are not always the people that one would seek or choose as friends, but with work, we can build community with these who share our daily life. When I was in kindergarten my family moved into a […]
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