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This is the prologue to the book “Down Home: My Return to the Georgia Backwoods” written by my father early 1970’s. The book is an exploration of the area in rural Georgia that he grew up in and how it changed in the 50 years since he was born there, especially focusing on the history …
I wrote the following the day after my visit to Omaha Beach in Normandy in September, 2013. Sharing it for Memorial Day. 289 Steps. Nothing particularly notable about that. Walking leisurely, it took me a little over 2 minutes to walk those 289 steps. It was not a physically challenging thing to do. Something I …
February 27th, 2011 In the wake of the deaths of Connor Ausland and Jack Harnsongkram I’ve spent a lot of time recently reflecting on the meaning of life, or, more specifically, the meaning of what we leave behind us when we die. I have some friends who maintain a level and type of faith that leads …
The Sea does not care The Sea does not know The Sea is not angry, nor is it vengeful The Sea expresses neither wrath, nor benevolence in the movement of it’s tides The Sea cannot differentiate between a piece of discarded styrofoam floating upon its surface and the body of a friend taken by its waves The Sea does not care The Sea …
February 8th, 2011 The tragedy here in Eugene this week has me asking myself this question: “Why Don’t We…?” For those of my friends not local or who otherwise have not heard, this last Saturday two young men from my daughter’s high school, Jack and Connor, drowned when they were swept into the ocean by …