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What is a friend?

What is a friend?

Untitled What is a friend? I will tell you. It is a person with whom you dare to be yourself.  Your soul can be naked with him. He seems to ask of you to put on nothing, only to be what you are. He does not want you to be better or worse. When you are with him, you feel as a prisoner feels who has been declared innocent. You do not have to be on your guard. You can say what you think, so long as i ...[Read More]

Dear Coach – A letter on respect and teamwork by Louis Nix III

Dear Coach – A letter on respect and teamwork by Louis Nix III

Dear Coach, I want to take a moment to write you a letter to remind you of the importance of your job. I know you put in a lot of time and effort and I can imagine that at times your job feels kind of thankless. Don’t forget, though, that you have a tremendous impact on the young people that you coach. You are simultaneously an authority figure, a role model, and a friend. To sum it up, your team ...[Read More]

Those shoes

Those shoes

The book is titled “Those Shoes”, by Maribeth Boelts and it is a favorite of all three of my boys.  The premise is simple, a young boy wants to have the coolest shoes in school, but his grandma cannot afford them.  He schemes and plots and finally gets a pair that are too small, but were all that he could afford.  After a few days of wearing too small shoes, he notices that his friend ...[Read More]

The Prophet – On Friendship

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And a youth said, Speak to us of Friendship. And he answered, saying: Your friend is your needs answered. He is your field which you sow with love and reap with thanksgiving. And he is your board and your fireside. For you come to him with your hunger, and you seek him for peace. When your friend speaks his mind you fear not the ‘nay’ in your own mind, nor do you withhold the ‘aye’. And when he is ...[Read More]

Best Camp Ever

Best Camp Ever

Last week a very touching story about a 10 year old autistic boy was brought to our attention by USA Today.  The story is about Jake Herzig who loves Notre Dame Football.  Jake had attended the Notre Dame football camp a few times in the past, but this season was different. In the past the stimulation of a chaotic camp environment was a little much for Jake.  This year, Jake, took a page from the ...[Read More]

The story of Kyle

The story of Kyle

One day, when I was a freshman in high school, I saw a kid from my class walking home from school.  His name was Kyle.  It looked like he was carrying all of his books.  I thought to myself, “Why would anyone bring home all his books on Friday?  He must really be a nerd.”I had quite a weekend planned (parties and a football game with my friends tomorrow afternoon), so I shrugged my shoulders and w ...[Read More]

The Man in the Glass

man in the glass

When you get what you want in your struggle for self, and the world makes you king for a day, just go to a mirror and look at yourself and see what that man has to say. Although there are others in life’s pathway whose judgment upon you must pass, the fellow whose verdict counts most in your life is the man staring back from the glass. You may win all the medals and “snow” all the rest and think y ...[Read More]

The Friendship Machine

The Friendship Machine

Coke has done it again, a great idea and a catchy jingle.  Nothing like finding creative ways to encourage people to work together.  Take a peek. Thanks to Kim W. for this contribution.

The Bridge Builder

the bridge builder

An old man, going a lone highway, Came in the evening cold and gray, To a chasm vast and deep and wide, Through which was flowing a sullen tide. The old man crossed in the twilight dim, The sullen stream has no fears for him, But he stopped when safe on the other side, And build a bridge to span the tide. “Old Man,” said a fellow pilgrim near, “You are wasting your strength with ...[Read More]

The Shoes

the shoes

My alarm went off. It was Sunday again. I was sleepy and tired, my one day to sleep in. But the guilt I would feel the rest of the day would have been too much, so I’d go and I’d pray. I showered and shaved, I adjusted my tie, I got there and sat in a pew just in time. Bowing my head in prayer as I closed my eyes, I saw the shoe of the man next to me touching my own. I sighed. With ple ...[Read More]