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Caught a Long Wind

Posted on December 31, 2015 by aamontgomery

As Dickens wrote in his 1859 novel A Tale of Two Cities about London and Paris during the French Revolution of the late 1770s: It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, … Continue reading →

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More Than Enough

Posted on November 28, 2015 by aamontgomery

For all those of you who believe your life is over when you turn 30 or 40 or 50, I have a secret for you: I have passed those milestones and have never been happier, looked better, enjoyed life more, … Continue reading →

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The Cure for the Pain

Posted on October 31, 2015 by aamontgomery

By some peculiar alchemy of dementia, there are flashes of light when the seeming blindness of Daddy’s soul and withdrawal from everything around him subside. At those moments, there is a window to Daddy who is occasionally still there in his once … Continue reading →

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My Hand, Always in Daddy’s Glove

Posted on September 30, 2015 by aamontgomery

In his black-and-gray herringbone coat with his bitten-short fingernails, Daddy would come through the door after work. That is my first hazy memory from childhood. I am not sure why I remember Daddy’s coat and his nails as the same … Continue reading →

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Coming Up Short in a Small-town City

Posted on August 31, 2015 by aamontgomery

When I was growing up here in the South in the valley near the Great Smoky Mountains National Park, my hometown of Knoxville seemed organized, adults had rules, my sister and I enjoyed a good many snowfalls, and I could … Continue reading →

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Harper Lee’s Handlers Kill a Mockingbird

Posted on July 14, 2015 by aamontgomery

Ever since I read that To Kill a Mockingbird author Harper Lee’s lawyer Tonya Carter and publisher HarperCollins were planning to publish the first draft of a novel she wrote 57 or so years ago, I have been sick to death … Continue reading →

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Losing Our Religion in the Wild Cow

Posted on June 28, 2015 by aamontgomery

In January of this year, my husband Kurt and I visited the fiercely happening metropolis of Nashville, Tennessee. As we waited for our food at a little vegetarian eaterie in East Nashville called the Wild Cow, REM’s classic “Losing My Religion”, … Continue reading →

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Thunder Still Rolling in the Mountains

Posted on May 10, 2015 by aamontgomery

Perhaps because they lived so close to the natural world and recognized kindred spirits and sacredness in everything around them, the words of wise Native Americans echo through the ages with the same truth they carried when they were first said. … Continue reading →

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The Fortunetellers in Our Heads

Posted on May 1, 2015 by aamontgomery

Most mornings when I get up, music is already playing in my head. Snippets of songs, a phrase that hangs with me. I can’t tell sometimes whether the song has a significance for me at that moment–my subconscious trying to … Continue reading →

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All the Blogposts I Didn’t Write

Posted on March 27, 2015 by aamontgomery

Yes, I have been spending too much eating, sleeping, dashing about, and in general thinking about, but not writing, blogposts. Guilty, guilty, guilty as charged. Here are just a few of the blogposts I didn’t write: Divine Celtic and Eastern … Continue reading →

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