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Posted by on Jan 30, 2008 in Misc | 0 comments

C.S. Lewis in Time Magazine (1947)

Monday, Sep. 08, 1947Don v. Devil The lecturer, a short, thickset man with a ruddy face and a big voice, was coming to the end of his talk. Gathering up his notes and books, he tucked his hornrimmed spectacles into the pocket of his tweed jacket and picked up his mortarboard. Still talking—to the accompaniment of occasional appreciative laughs and squeals from his audience—he leaned over to return the watch he had borrowed from a student in the front row. As he ended his final sentence, he stepped off the platform. The maneuver gained him a head start on the rush of students down the center aisle. Once in the street, he strode rapidly —his black gown billowing behind his grey flannel trousers—to the nearest pub for a pint of ale. Clive Staples Lewis was engaged in his full-time and favorite job—the job of being an Oxford don in the Honour School of English Language & Literature, a Fellow and tutor of Magdalen College and the most popular lecturer...

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Posted by on Jan 27, 2008 in Misc | 0 comments

"Bear" Bryant, My Dad, and the Curse of Memory

If you’ve ever poked around my blog, you’ve read about my dad. He died in November, 2003. The pain I feel missing him must be similar to how an amputee feels about his missing arm. I miss him a little more than usual today. Yesterday marked the 25th anniversary of the passing of Paul “Bear” Bryant. Bear was one of my dad’s heroes. I heard him talk often about the Bear, the way he coached, and the way he inspired his players. I read a great story about the Bear today. He met pastor and author Robert Schuller on an airplane. The conversation is remembered here. As I read, I reflected back on the story my dad told me about when he met Bear. The only problem is: I don’t remember the entire story. I certainly don’t remember the details, the sights, the sounds, the year, the breadth, the depth, or the length. All I remember is that Dad took a few players down to the pre-season camp in...

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Posted by on Jan 26, 2008 in Misc | 0 comments

Dead Clay, Quantity of Work, and Masterpieces

John Maxwell tells the following sotry in the book Failing Forward. The ceramics teacher announced on opening day that he was dividing the class into two groups. All those on the left side of the studio, he said, would be graded solely on the quantity of work they produced, all those on the right solely on its quality. His procedure was simple: on the final day of class he would bring in his bathroom scales and weigh the work of the “quantity” group: fifty pound of pots rated an “A”, forty pounds a “B”, and so on. Those being graded on “quality”, however, needed to produce only one pot–albeit a perfect one–to get an “A”. Well, came grading time and a curious fact emerged: the works of highest quality were all produced by the group being graded for quantity. It seems that while the “quantity” group was busily churning out piles of work–and learning from their mistakes. The “quality” group had sat theorizing about perfection, and in the end...

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Posted by on Jan 24, 2008 in Misc | 1 comment

Quote of the Day

“The will to win means nothing without the will to prepare.” Juma Ikangaa (born July 19, 1957) is a world-class marathon runner from Tanzania, a sentimental favorite in Boston after finishing second three years in a row at the Boston Marathon from...

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