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A Life in Motion

A cross‑country life story about identity, belonging, and discovering that home isn’t always where you started — or where you thought you’d end up.

“Last night me and Kate, we laid in bed, talkin’ about getting out

Packing up our bags, maybe heading south.’”

— Bruce Springsteen, My Hometown

A Childhood Memory

The heavy rain that had caused games to be canceled earlier in the week was gone, but it had left a mess behind at the elementary school where we played our Little League games. Since the baseball fields were still in poor condition, the league set up baselines in the part of the large yard that drained a little better. The weather had prevented the school’s workers from mowing the fields, so the grass we played in was tall.

As I stepped up to the plate, I carried the weight of not being very good at batting. But somehow my bat connected with the ball, and I took off toward first base.…