Our Ghosts of Christmas Past can visit us in dreamsOur Christmas tree always looked like Dale Earnhardt and Liberace collided…
Browsing: My Tennessee Notebook
Less is more? Not anymore. More is more. And even more is more better.Midcentury architect Ludwig Mies van der Rohe1…
I looked in the mirror anxiously and saw someone I no longer recognized. The stubble on my face revealed that…
At my age, I’m having to accept the fact that “old school” can be applied to just about everything about…
I’m under a large cedar tree in my backyard, surrounded by unlit tiki torches. The sky is saying goodnight with…
To whomever reads this, I’m calling this “My Zombie Apocalypse Journal,” although I don’t know exactly what this is. I…
My first memories of my father have him looming against a wide backdrop of open sky, smiling down on me…
Every prison movie I’ve ever seen haunts me like a long, dark shadow.* Scenes from those movies — as well…
We’re coming up on summer road trips, family vacations and Bigfoot Search Party Weekends.* Travel, by its very definition, is…
If you’ve gotten on an elevator at TriStar Summit Medical Center in Hermitage, chances are you’ve been helped on by…