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The only reason there was a typewriter on my desk in the first place was because I had a cast on my arm. That makes it sound like the cast was for fun. It wasn’t. The real story lives between the lines, and as in my books, I will leave...
Illustration by Erin Farley.My story about working in adult literacy starts with a Black Knight Buddleia sapling on my twenty-sixth birthday at around two o’clock in the afternoon. I was digging the hole to plant the Buddleia in the garden of my Tipperary farm when the phone rang. The caller...