Peace

Peace

Peace by Ryan Krzykowski What comes to mind when we think of the word peace?  Maybe the absence of conflict or the end of a war.  Maybe a visual symbol, like a dove or two fingers in the air.  Whatever it is, it likely doesn’t involve bloodshed.  But today I...
Renewal

Renewal

Renewal by Ryan Krzykowski I used to be a youth.  I used to be a young man.  That’s no longer the case.  Last week I turned 49, which I understand isn’t exactly over the hill.  However, at the risk of sounding morbid, there’s a decent chance...
Controllables

Controllables

Controllables by Ryan Krzykowski Last week was crazy.  Coming off a six-day weekend for our school district (one snow day, two days off for parent conferences, followed by President’s Day on Monday), we proceeded to have classes canceled on Tuesday, Wednesday...
Like Nothing Else

Like Nothing Else

Like Nothing Else by Ryan Krzykowski Why do we enjoy sports?  What causes us to tune in, or to care about the result of a game involving strangers we’ll likely never meet?  You’re reading this after Super Bowl LIX ended, but I’m typing these words on...