Who taught me to write? My parents, by reading to me so much as a child, by telling me stories, Sister Elizabeth Keough, my 6th grade teacher, who made writing fun, Chet Chilinski, my high school creative writing teacher who advised the literary magazine, The Talisman, where my first poems were published. On and on, all those teachers who patiently read my words, gave me feedback. I stand on their shoulders. I try to pass it on, "the chain letter of the soul," as Minnesota writer and a former colleague Bill Holm wrote.