Category: Introspection

Goodbye, California

My morning walk last Friday was unspectacular. At 5 a.m., not surprisingly, the neighborhood was quiet. I jaywalked with impunity and sang the John Prine songs I was listening to a little louder than I would have later in the day. Nothing distinguished this walk from a hundred other walks I have taken on similar…

A Sense of Place

Every person has a place.  A place for which his or her heart yearns, particularly in lonely times.  This place need not be a physical location.  It could be, for example, a set of circumstances or, perhaps, a person.  The common thread is a feeling of peace that arises from being present in one’s place.…

Reading and Writing and Louis L’Amour

Daddy loved to read westerns by Louis L’Amour.  The men on the book covers were rough-looking and spent their lives outdoors without a thought of SPF or zinc oxide.  Their hats and boots were utilitarian and, like their eyes, seemed weary.  They carried guns:  guns in holsters; guns balanced on saddles; guns casually held perpendicular…

Further Defining Redemption

In thinking more about the theme of “Redemption and University of Kentucky Basketball, it occurred to me that, in that essay, I had been thinking of the meaning of the word “redemption” as something akin to rescue.  That is, I tried to describe the hope that many Kentuckians feel when they watch University of Kentucky…

Perchance to sleep?

I have always been a bad sleeper.  The family story is that my mother had to sleep with me until I was six-years-old because I was afraid of the dark.  I feel almost certain that I was the only ten-year-old in 1979 using my construction-worker father’s earplugs to help me sleep. Those who have struggled…