A friend last week reminded me of the time, some years ago, I saw myself as a boundary rider, looking for and mending holes in fences. It probably suited my maverick-like approach to my work, seeking to be a part of but apart from the communities in which I participated. Upon reflection, the boundary riderContinue reading “Gate”
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Wondering Pilgrim 