Hey y’all. 

It’s August, and hotter than Satan’s armpit outside today, so I’m taking advantage of the air conditioning to bring y’all up to date on what’s going on in…

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A couple of quick notes:

I have a contract! Effective last Monday, I am now the the Interim Director for a regional nonprofit that works to end inequity…

I have lived with depression my entire life. 

When I was a kid, we didn’t call it depression. Instead, we said I was a moody child. That I was “in…

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Just a note of apology that I am on the road this weekend, coming home from the Mennonite Church USA Delegate Conference, and don't have the available time…

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It’s the 4th of July as I’m writing this. My neighborhood is having a thing later this morning (I love that I live in a neighborhood where we…

When it comes to the sort of woodworking I like to do, there are broadly speaking, a couple of ways people store their tools. 

Some people hang their tools on…

I have never been good at school. 

To be clear, I usually made good grades in school, but that was just my masking to meet their expectations. Many of us…

It has been said that beggars cannot be choosers. As someone who worked among the unhoused community for nearly a decade and a half, I can assure you that whoever…

Hey y’all, 

I’m taking advantage of a rainy day that canceled all my plans to write you a long-overdue update. 

In one way, it’s fitting that today is full of…

It’s a pretty normal coffee shop. They also bake bread there, which is nice, and they have a strong lunch game, and even better for me, they are around the corner from my house. I hold lots of meetings there. 

It’s crowded when I get there to meet my boss’s boss, who had called me a couple of days before to set up this meeting to discuss “where we go from here.”…

Mike was what we in the South call “a character”. He was a short, trim man, just a hair over 5 feet tall. I knew for a fact he was 62 years old, but he always seemed much younger than that, mostly, I think, because of his huge infectious smile. 

Mike was gay, and was given to incongruent dressing. He would wear a polo and khakis, but with high heeled shoes. Or…

My younger brother is 47 years old, and has worked for the same company since he was seventeen. Thirty years at the same place - well, working in various locations, but for the same company. These days he’s in management, and unless something drastic happens, he will probably retire from there in another 20 years. 

On the other hand, I am 52 years old, and since I was sixteen, the list of…

This was supposed to arrive in your inbox on Saturday, but I was traveling, and the robots working behind the scene let me down. So, here you go, a few days late. But I waited more than 10 years to write this story, so it probably didn't mind waiting to be read a few more days. - HH

Hey y'all, 

I was doing some digital cleanup and came across a bunch of…