Derrick Henry got his degree and pays a lovely tribute to his late grandmother.
This is so Philadelphia.
A sweet story. (The "Inspired Life" section of the Washington Post has more sweet stories. It almost makes up for the horror their op-ed page has become.) Link via my older daughter.
A sweet tribute to a college job working at Al's Deli in Evanston.
. . . Al’s Deli would become the best, most formative job I ever had. It was a place that taught me about food, wine, love, and became a reassuring constant when my family was splintering apart. It even led me down a path of food and beer writing. And it revealed to me one of life’s simplest truths: A well-made sandwich is the quickest path we mortals have to experiencing the divine.
Not a good idea.
"No, you’re crying over the Waffle House server winning a scholarship after helping elderly customer"
This is just such a nice story.
"A powerful science fiction story about an architect on Earth commissioned to create (via long distance) a masterwork with materials from the last abandoned Martian colony, a monument that will last thousands of years longer than Earth, which is dying."
Packs a nice little punch at the end.
Liberalism in a nutshell: Oprah tries to do a nice thing for some people, forgets an important detail which pisses off some of the supposed beneficiaries, and then by inflating expectations pisses off future potential beneficiaries and also complicates the lives of the givers. They learned a lesson that all big government types should heed: it's surprisingly difficult to give away money effectively.
I used to collect stories to tell my young students of average people who saved and invested their money wisely and so were able to leave behind multimillion dollar estates. This one probably tops all the ones I had.
I don't know about "most," but pretty darn interesting is right for a start: "He never owned a personal cell phone and he had zero working knowledge of the Kardashians."