Juan leapt in the air.   Rapidly descending from above him was a small, green, plastic ball.   He cranked his arm backwards, then whirled it forward.   The racket ignited with the ball.   The ball shot forward, cleared the net, then rocketed down. It grazed the concrete just inside the boundary line, then skidded out of bounds.   George had read Juan’s spike perfectly. He was in position and ready. He swung his paddle through the air, a clean forehand.   He whiffed.   I calle

Something really unique happened in prison the other day.   I’ve previously shared a story about a student who revealed in one of his papers that he had faced the death penalty and had been spared thanks to the efforts of his public defender. In case you don’t recall or missed that newsletter, I reached out to the lawyer (who’s since retired) and wrote her a letter of appreciation explaining just how much of a wonderful human the young man she had represented had grown up to