A letter from Scarf Boy to his nephew In case you haven’t heard already, I was supposed to be an uncle. However, after a long and difficult labor, my sister delivered Finnegan James Loch and he was not breathing. After doing everything they possibly could, the doctors pronounced my nephewContinue Reading

Forget not the privileges that have helped you get where you are The first time I was chosen to compete in a spelling bee, I thought I might be the luckiest kid ever. The first time I sang onstage with a choir, I was pretty sure that I was theContinue Reading

How we have the chance to make our own history everyday, and why we could still try harder The year is 1957. Elvis Presley’s “All Shook Up” is the number one song of the year, causing girls to swoon and men to be envious (because everyone was straight in theContinue Reading

There are only a select few people on this campus who knew Scarf Boy in his pre-scarf days. There is a faint and distant memory in the minds of some Brainerd folk about the young man who used to roam the halls of Brainerd High School, neck exposed for theContinue Reading