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Not many weeks go by when I don't think about Bill Mould, left, who was as close to a life mentor as I've had. Let me correct that: He WAS my life mentor. And I miss him terribly. There's so much I'd want to tell him, were he here. I met Bill when I was a college freshman and he was the dean (known as "the master") of South Carolina College, the honors program at the University of South Carolina. He shepherded me into intriguing classes designed to build upon my synthetic op

Autumn leaves. Oh, how I love them. I'm writing this blog the morning of Sept. 2, the first day after Labor Day. I know it's not autumn...