Hands

They came to me again in a dream last night.  First, my Granny was with me again several nights back.  A couple days ago I dreamed of Mamaw & Papaw’s home–the best ever, in every way: 2715 Alice Avenue. I was there helping pack up things to sell after their passing.  Feelings of emptiness.  …

Next Steps…

Finding myself yet again at a “turning point”–hear that, history students of mine?–I must decide how to move forward.   [see recent posts, including What the F–k is Wrong With Me?!”] Life is indeed short. Way too short to be stuck in a job you don’t have passion for. Way too short to spend all…

Walking in Honest Abe’s Footsteps

Arguably the most transformative and effectual president in American history was born right here amid the rolling green hills of Kentucky on February 12th, 1809.  Thomas & Nancy Lincoln were living on 300 acre Sinking Spring Farm just south of what would soon become Hodgenville (1818) when Abraham Lincoln was born.  The icy cold stream…

Cave Hill

Traveling through Cave Hill Cemetery in Louisville is a journey to a foreign land: historic, opulent, monumental, serene, sacred.  Cave Hill is an enchanted land of hills and ponds within one of America’s greatest neighborhoods–The Highlands. As one travels its winding pathways, there is no end to a remarkable diversity of graveyard architecture and introductions…

I’d Like You All to Meet Kiara…

Kiara is the wonderfully undead dog written about in my post two days prior, Resurrected! I shot these this morning during my run to share… Kiara: Thank you so much for resurrecting! I love you. 

Portal

When a portal opens, do you run the other way—or pass through, into the unknown?

Resurrected!

Have you ever longed for an old friend who died? Praying he or she would come back even for just one more hug. One final moment together.  One of the best things ever happened during my run an hour ago… A ferocious looking farm dog named Kiara who is actually one of the nicest dogs…

In the Blood

Regardless of my travails, I’m home.  While down in a hole, the fragrance of freshly mowed grass reminds me I’m still alive.  John Deeres drive by as I swing on the front porch, leaning to touch the log home.  Rabbits run the field where horses eat as cows swim in their pond.  Geese eat alongside…

What the F–k is Wrong With Me?!

My boy Charlie was right— Not this Charlie… these are the best of times and worst of times. Yes, as many of you all know, I had an amazing expedition to and through Asia this summer. As many of you may not know, I even got to embrace and kiss beautiful women in Thailand &…

Gotta Run!

A BIG thanks to Will Sanchez & crew for interviewing me today for Will’s “Gotta Run” TV and You Tube program (to be aired in late August or thereabouts). Here, I would like to share some photos from the television studio…

Debris

It’s where we watched United 93 last night and Ferris Bueller’s Day Off a few nights before. It’s a coffee table in disarray. My old flip phone lies alarm-ready near a glass of water from the night before. Stacks of reading materials, so normal for us. Pop’s shower soap, releasing its last drops.  An apartment…

Is This a Dream?

No…it’s SUMMER BREAK! An academic year of trials, tribulations, heartache and, oh, some heartwarming moments with kooky kids has come to a close. My 11th year of teaching has concluded! And I vow to each one of you to document at least something from each day of my liberation. How can I begin with anything…