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Category Archives: Writing
The Attic of Our Lives
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
A Man of Value
Values over riches, people over things: remembering my father and dealing with the grief. Continue reading
Posted in Autobiographical, Beauty, Blooming, Childhood, Creativity, Dementia, Family, Freedom, Happiness, Ideas, Knoxville, Love, Music, Tribute, Writing
Tagged Anderson Cooper, CNN, Einstein, Gloria Vanderbilt, grief, Knoxville, loss, Stephen Colbert, Thanksgiving, The University of Tennessee, Toyota of Knoxville
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Coming Home to Myself
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
Posted in Alzheimer's, Autobiographical, Bruce Springsteen, Childhood, Courage, Creativity, Dementia, Education, Family, Freedom, Happiness, Home, Ideas, Knoxville, Love, Music, Op/Ed Thoughts, Tribute, Women, Writing
Tagged Badlands, Bruce Springsteen, Carroll County, Darcas Nickaline Montgomery Allen, Dear Sister, Home, Kentucky, party line phone, Prestonsburg, Virginia
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Secrets: An Inheritance
Secrets: Cancer of the soul. Continue reading
Posted in Autobiographical, Childhood, Creativity, Family, Home, Writing
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Under the Influence
A possible way forward in the middle of turmoil and strife: adventure, balance, curiosity, dreams, education, and being found together. Continue reading
Posted in Autobiographical, Books, Childhood, Courage, Education, Family, Friends, Happiness, Ideas, Knoxville, Music, Op/Ed Thoughts, Tribute, Uncategorized, Wonder, Writing
Tagged adventure, balance, curiosity, dreams, Education, Fred Rogers, Great Atlantic Shoe Company, Hannah Gadsby, Jeanette Winterston, John Mellencamp, Lady Vols Basketball, Mr. Rogers, No Better Than This, Save Some Time to Dream, The UT Lady Vol basketball program, Won't You Be My Neighbor
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A Blue Moon Easter Eve
I haven’t written a blogpost since January because the last two months have been a blur of packing, downsizing, moving, and all the details that such a nightmarish task entails. At times we have wondered if we should have left … Continue reading
Posted in Autobiographical, Backyard Nature, Happiness, Home, Knoxville, Writing
Tagged a blue moon, Easter, garden art, goat, Knoxville, Old North Knox, Stanley's Greenhouse, West Knoxville
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The Paper
Until I watched Steven Spielberg’s latest movie “The Post” last evening, I had never thought of the throughline that newspapers have had in my life. When I was growing up, Daddy supplemented our income by working Saturday nights–through the night … Continue reading
Posted in Autobiographical, Courage, Knoxville, Op/Ed Thoughts, Screen, Women, Wonder, Work, Writing
Tagged Bastard Out of Carolina, Dorothy Allison, Eisenhower, Knoxville, Knoxville Mercury, Metro Pulse, newspapers, President Franklin Delano Roosevele, Steven Spielberg, Tennessee, The Knoxville News Sentinel, The Post, The University of Tennesse
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