Follow via email
Archives
Categories
Tags
- Advent
- Arizona
- Book of Common Prayer
- books
- cancer
- cemetery
- coming of age
- connection
- COVID-19
- definition
- discrimination
- education
- etymology
- First Amendment
- free speech
- Globe
- healing
- history
- hope
- identity
- Kairos
- language
- Lent
- literature
- love
- meaning
- memories
- mentor
- metaphor
- ministry
- mot juste
- music
- Orwell
- photography
- poem
- poetry
- politics
- religion
- semantics
- student
- teacher
- Thomas Wolfe
- word
- World War I
- writing
Category Archives: memories
Wilmer and Friends . . . Old Friends
The following conversation occurred late on a summer afternoon about fifteen years ago at a house on the shores of Lake Gaston, North Carolina. The participants were a guileless pre-pubescent girl named Victoria and her two much older auditors, Vicki … Continue reading
Fatty, Fatty, Two by Four
A fat child For the illumination of those who didn’t bear the sting of the taunt that inspired my title, let me quote: Fatty, fatty, two by four, Couldn’t get through the bathroom door, So she did it on the … Continue reading
Open: Advent Word 17
Today’s word offers an immediate and poignant reminder of the years of my childhood spent nurturing my faith at the First Church of Christ in Globe, Arizona.
Voice: Advent Word 11
For about six years, I produced a monthly newsletter entitled “The Voice” for the tiny congregation at St. Christopher’s Episcopal Church. I included a message from the vicar, parish news with photos, a calendar of birthdays and anniversaries, happenings around … Continue reading
Something Old
I still have the tattered Golden Book of Nursery Tales (1948) and Mother Goose Book of Nursery Rhymes (1953) presented to me at birth. At a time in my life when preserving the past evidently mattered less to me, I removed the … Continue reading
Posted in cemetery, education, history, language, memories, photography, World War I
Tagged cemetery, discrimination, history, identity, language, memories, photography, World War I
2 Comments
My Second-to-Last Conversation with My Father
Yes, I know the word penultimate. Yes, I have known since reading Strunk and White that one word is always better than three, even when the three are hyphenated. But I received my inspiration for this … Continue reading
Nunie: Words, Pictures–and Music
Since Just(e) Words made its debut more than a year ago, I have shared in its virtual pages my memories of several formative individuals–including a three-post, 5,000-word homage to my mentor at the University of Arizona. I have also noted more than … Continue reading