Category Archives: Writing

Gluing Together Our Broken Places

Posted on March 17, 2021 by aamontgomery

I got my first dose of the Covid vaccine today in a drive-through operation at Ft. Sanders Hospital West here in Knoxville, Tennessee. It was a flawless experience except they did not set up a second shot right away on … Continue reading →

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Found Wanting for His Moment in History

Posted on February 1, 2020 by aamontgomery

Yesterday I learned that Senator Lamar Alexander–one of two senators representing my home state of Tennessee in the U.S. Senate–voted not to call witnesses during the our current President’s impeachment trial in the Senate. I was not surprised, in fact, … 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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Secrets: An Inheritance

Posted on April 30, 2019 by aamontgomery

Secrets: Cancer of the soul. 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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A Blue Moon Easter Eve

Posted on March 31, 2018 by aamontgomery

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 →

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The Paper

Posted on January 31, 2018 by aamontgomery

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 →

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Daddy’s Ro-phorisms

Posted on November 30, 2017 by aamontgomery

When I was growing up Daddy used to drive me crazy with his corny aphorisms for every situation. We didn’t have the money to eat at the fancier restaurants such as Shoney’s–yes, we were indeed that poor. Mama and Daddy … Continue reading →

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