They Wear Rustler Jeans
While at a sacred site in Assisi, Italy, I wonder what might be hiding in plain sight. And attired in brand spanking new jeans.
Musings
While at a sacred site in Assisi, Italy, I wonder what might be hiding in plain sight. And attired in brand spanking new jeans.
In honor of his birthday today… Hearing that legendary Author Pat Conroy had phoned my house was akin to Jesus calling, minus all that pesky
It’s so easy to feel that things are hopeless and dark, especially in this culture of doom and distraction. Here are strategies and perspectives to
After the mind-blowing experience of giving a TEDx Talk, I didn’t expect to have my jaw dropped at the Waffle House.
I’m still processing the whole TEDx experience, but I promise to give a full report soon. In the meantime, these photos capture some of the
I awoke to learn that Terry Kay, my writing mentor and beloved friend, had died. And before I knew it, I found myself smack dab
You already know it’s going to end badly. It did. But there’s something to be said for self-dignity, too.
John Paul Schulz planted many good seeds in his work as a garden designer, writer, and friend. But my first encounter with him was a HOT
When it came time to mark the first anniversary of Mama’s passing, I knew exactly what to do. Yes, it was unconventional, amusing, and a
This one is in honor and memory of the great Southern Humorist Lewis Grizzard.