Author Archives: Neal Locke

Eight Legged Freaks…on my street!

Yesterday: As Amy and I pull into the driveway after running a few errands, we see our next door neighbor, Mark, headed to the house across the street…with a net. Curious. He apparently sees us seeing him, and stops. Mark: … Continue reading

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Saturday night, Sunday, Monday morning

Seeing Alexander and his wife Becky was the highlight of my Saturday night–we had dinner in old town Alexandria, and caught up on the last five years. Alex was my roommate my freshman year of college, and Becky was on … Continue reading

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Arlington National Cemetery

I’m here. I have waited many years for this moment. When I first learned of the opportunity for this trip to DC, this place where I now sit was the reason I instantly decided to come. I have thought often … Continue reading

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In between sessions

Saturday morning in the very large hallway of a hotel conference center–I’m asking myself, “Where are the cartoons?” Actually, the conference sessions have been interesting thus far, so I can’t complain. But the real eye-openers were last night, in DC. … Continue reading

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Live from American Airlines Flight 1144

Once again, I find myself deep within the belly of the great steel bird. Mrs. Lopez (my principal) is sitting three seats down from me, so unfortunately, I’ll have to behave myself this flight. Last post, I made notice of … Continue reading

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And the Blog goes round…

It’s late, I haven’t packed yet, and my flight leaves for DC tomorrow morning at 6:30 am. So what am I doing with my valuable time? Blogging, of course. In my staff development class today, I did a presentation to … Continue reading

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Computers are wonderful/horrible things

I have two laptops, and neither one works. So here I am at the ancient dinosaur (Amy’s college computer, circa 1996) in the study. Both the dinosaur and the study are soon to be extinct–the study will become the baby’s … Continue reading

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