WEST VIRGINIA (Part 1)
I called my mother to tell I had settled in West Virginia. She wept.
I called my mother to tell I had settled in West Virginia. She wept.
I’ve lived in Shepherdstown for 50 years. I never moved here. I just ended up here.
How to blow up a 20-year friendship.
Many see this mythic tale as a tragedy. “The Fall.” I don’t.
The president did not hold up the presidential seal. He did not hold up the Declaration of Independence. Why the Bible?
What the young Trump learned in church.
I just met the most amazing person, and I can’t wait to tell you about her.
We can’t count on thoughts and prayers alone to save southern West Virginia.
Five years ago, I swore I’d never write about my grandson ever again after the incident I related in Cowshit.
One day last week, I and three others arrived at the same time at the four-way stop at the intersection of German and Duke. It was awkward.
Thanks to Old Scratch I’ll be posting a reflection on something I find remarkable in and around our world most every Sunday morning.
Read more about the devil’s role in my life in “This Little Light of Mine” under Let Love Arise in the menu bar.

I reached a personal milestone yesterday. Alas, there were no fireworks and no parades.

Soccer is a beautiful game, my sons told me years ago. I couldn’t see what they saw, but I’m beginning to.

I'm a soccer fan but not a fanatic. Alas, the game releases the inner barbarian.

Today is my birthday. I was born in 1947. Let's hear if for the boomers!
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