The Gordon Bunch, Part III
On a wintry Friday night, I drove along our town’s short Main Street toward the big corner church. There’s not a lot of traffic in town after dark, and I didn’t encounter much, which made me a little sad to think the cold would keep people away from the benefit dinner taking place…
The Gordon Bunch, Part I
On Friday night I attended a benefit for the Reverend Jim Gordon, a spaghetti dinner that called to everyone far and wide to trek home for family time…
Things Given
‘Tis the season, and I’m thinking about gifts. Not just about presents wrapped with bows and ribbons, but about things given, and a recent conversation…
Coming Soon: Stories from the Road
I'm on a road trip through mid-America, stopping often for obscure history lessons, local characters, breweries, and of course, candy cigarettes…
The Expense of Today
My local bank has put up signs this summer next to each teller as some kind of financial promotion. Basically, each has teller was supposed to write what she (they’re all women) is looking forward to in life. Each and every one of them, without fail, wrote “Retirement.” …
That Ever-Singing Chord of Curiosity
My nephew has started swim lessons, which reminded me of my own swim lessons as a kid. Have I told you this before? …
On the Other Hand...
Sitting in a dark movie theater, watching all the previews of the upcoming movies--many of which involve fighting or strife because those things make great stories…
The Long Silence
It’s been a long ten days since my last blog post.I’ve written. Oh, I’ve certainly written. I spend my days reading and fiendishly writing…
Stories From the Road: The Annual Peach Run
In October 2013, I mentioned my family’s invented tradition of the Annual Peach Run in my post, Ponding Water. Yesterday, the Peach Run happened again…
I Say Writer
A friend recently told me that when he first started working in a restaurant, years ago, that his life was completely changed one night by something the business owner said…
Ill Feelings
Here’s a little grammar for your Tuesday, two very common words that simply need to be used in the right direction: Nauseated and Nauseous…
Mountain & Sea, Part Three: The Pull and Call
Italy has a way of encompassing you, like the bosomy hug from your favorite aunt, the one who let you speak freely, made the best cookies, and always told you that you could run away to her at any time…