Lately I’ve been thinking about how the economy has changed and what my kids might do for work when they get out into the job market in about 10 years. I was feeling pretty low about that until I remembered Wilbur.
Wilbur was a funny guy. He lived down the road from us when I was growing up and taught vocational arts at the VTI in Portland. He had a ready smile, and a kind of a goofy sense of humor. He always had a sparkle in his eye like he knew the punchline to a joke that you hadn’t heard yet but he was sure you’d like. Read the rest of this entry »