My first life has been as a teacher – and father and husband; my second life is that of a writer; and now my third life, a sheep farmer.  I wrote about this, at one point, in “On Being: Lessons from the Farm …”  Then, I said, “I don’t know how I got to where I am, where I’ve arrived. At my age, soon to be 59, we’re suppose to know, have some answers. I don’t. It’s as if life just happened and I went along, foggy.”  I’m now 60 and here we are.

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