Talk to her. Don’t write her a silly Craigslist lament later.

In the spring of 1989, at UAH in my Introduction to Philosophy class, there was a girl named Carol whose eyes were the greenest, most lustrous things I’ve ever seen. They were pools of molten emerald. She sat several rows over and slightly further forward, so we’d have opportunities for eye contact as Dr. Cling … Read more

Telling something on my Rocket City Mom editor

You don’t have to read BoWilliams.com long to know that I’m a regular Rocket City Mom contributor. It’s a site of considerable quality, and I’m proud of my association. I posted about Jennifer and Stephenie, the original Rocket City Moms, taking us contributors out to a marvelous and entertaining dinner just before Christmas. It was … Read more

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