National Redemption
Simple—forgiveness and reconciliation. Of course, it is not simple. Things that matter, seldom are. If they are worthwhile, the concepts may very well be simple, but the processes needed to… Read more National Redemption →
NO CHOICE
I once told the students in one of my classes that a particular principal in the news was between a rock and hard place. Puzzled looks followed on the faces of… Read more NO CHOICE →
Part III – Thoughts from the Rabbit Hole
Racism: A Riddle, Wrapped in A Mystery, Inside an Enigma Last time I wrote about my personal journey as a Southerner, I concluded that for all of us born by… Read more Part III – Thoughts from the Rabbit Hole →
Racism: A Riddle, Wrapped in A Mystery, Inside an Enigma
Part I: Conversation with a Black Friend I live in peaceful and friendly North Carolina—just outside of Charlotte, in the hoping-to-stay-a small town of Cornelius. Been here five years. The… Read more Racism: A Riddle, Wrapped in A Mystery, Inside an Enigma →
“Go go back to your office and write.”
Sandy and I were drinking Mother’s Day Jamaican Blue Mountain Coffee on our patio on a beautifully cool-for-June North Carolina early on June morning—our two Brittanys at our feet. I said… Read more “Go go back to your office and write.” →
Stories of the Escatawpa
The Round Dinny Trip Since my last story, let’s jump ahead—over many more yearly trips on the Escatawpa with Daddy. Past high Semmes High School and even past Auburn—to somewhere… Read more Stories of the Escatawpa →
Hair in Time of Quarantine
Over the last couple of weeks of the quarantine, it has become increasingly clear to me (as if it took a pandemic to make it any clearer) that we humans,… Read more Hair in Time of Quarantine →
Southern Exposures 