Mindblown: a blog about philosophy.
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FAVORITE HORSES
When I hear the term kid horse, I automatically think of an old horse. My first horse was old, and those we have had for the children and grandchildren have been old. They have passed the stage of being too frisky for an inexperienced rider. Flood waters around the state in the past few weeks…
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A GOOD STORY
There is a grave in the middle of a farm road in southeast Stephens County near the community of Necessity. My maternal grandfather, Gus Haskins, owned the farm adjacent to the grave at one time. One day manly years ago, an elderly cousin went to the Necessity cemetery to place some flowers. There were some…
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WORDS
We have all heard the expression that begins “from the mouths of babes,” which comes from a reference to Psalm 8:2. Children’s honesty and insight often astound us as parents or whenever we work with children. I did my share of boring my family members with the cute bits of wisdom that came from the…
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BILLY’S BUNNY
Billy* and his sister were my first referrals that school year. Billy was in third grade, and his sister was in the fifth grade. Their parents came to my office during registration and made a personal referral for both children. Their paternal grandfather had died a few weeks earlier. The grandfather lived in Michigan. The…
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THANKSGIVING PRAYER REQUEST
We will gather this week with family and friends to give thanks for our many blessings. Ken and I are thankful for the wonderful young people in our family. Our two youngest granddaughters are beauties, both inside and out. They are conscientious, studious, hard working girls. A grandson will graduate from Southwest Texas State in…
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TEEN MISCHIEF
The parents of my generation dismissed mischief with a shrug and said, “Kids will be kids.” The pranks were not intended to hurt anyone. The fun was in not getting caught. If the prankster got caught, the punishment was meted out by parents or a teacher or principal. Ken outgrew most of the misdeeds he…
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NAMES
Do you like your name? Our pastor asked this question a few weeks ago. This prompted some discussion and reflection about the names in our family. I did not realize that my name was unusual until I was in elementary school. My mother, Ethel, was the only one in the family whose name was not…
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SMALL TOWN CAFE
This was an observation of a small café written in 1984. The café is still there today. The café is on the main highway that goes through the small town sitting in a valley surrounded by Texas hills. There are few parking spaces at the curb along the street. All are filled with local cars. …
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