Category Archives: Music

Down to the Root

Posted on December 31, 2020 by aamontgomery

“I carry you within me, to the very root And though I may blossom,still you will be here.” Continue reading →

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The Essential Question

Posted on October 6, 2019 by aamontgomery

What can we learn from the life of American singer Linda Ronstadt? The essential questions of life–and a great deal more. Continue reading →

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The Attic of Our Lives

Posted on September 30, 2019 by aamontgomery

I thought I had gotten away from that long-ago house. You would think marrying when you are 18 years old would be enough to snap the thread, but I guess it is not so. A few months ago I visited … Continue reading →

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A Man of Value

Posted on August 26, 2019 by aamontgomery

Values over riches, people over things: remembering my father and dealing with the grief. Continue reading →

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Coming Home to Myself

Posted on July 31, 2019 by aamontgomery

For the ones who had a notion,A notion deep inside,That it ain’t no sin to be glad you’re alive . . . Bruce Springsteen, “Badlands”, 1977 A few months before Bruce Springsteen wrote his elegaic anthem “Badlands”, I left my … Continue reading →

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The Day the Music Lived

Posted on June 30, 2019 by aamontgomery

Buddy Holly’s quintessentially American music could have died with him in a plane crash in 1959. But the power of his idiosyncratic genius lives on. Our music is what defines us and our music is what saves us. Continue reading →

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Blooming Out of Season

Posted on January 31, 2019 by aamontgomery

Nearly a decade ago I planted two camellias in container pots just outside the front door of our home. I never thought they would live for long–in containers, mind you– in the mercurial climate of East Tennessee. But my sister, … Continue reading →

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Under the Influence

Posted on July 31, 2018 by aamontgomery

A possible way forward in the middle of turmoil and strife: adventure, balance, curiosity, dreams, education, and being found together. Continue reading →

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Backyard Excavation

Posted on June 27, 2018 by aamontgomery

After 15 years in a house we loved but that had grown too large for us, we decided to downsize and drag fewer possessions through life. We wanted to move to an area (1) we could afford, (2) in a … Continue reading →

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Big Hair, Blue Eye Shadow, and Cassette Mix Tapes

Posted on May 31, 2018 by aamontgomery

In February when I was packing to move into our new house, I found my record collection of 45s in a wooden crate holder I bought at the long-defunct record store we used to go to called Record Bar. For … Continue reading →

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