“See, here is water.”

My mother has always been afraid of water. As children, we never went swimming except on very rare occasions. Usually what we called "going swimming" was an afternoon trip to wade in the shallow Rabon Creek. Subsequently, I didn’t learn how to swim when I was young. At 14 I was sent to my oldest … Continue reading “See, here is water.”

Now Is the Month of Maying

It’s hard to believe May is already here. This academic year has flown by. Along with May comes spring/summer outdoor activities. Greenville now has competing farmer’s markets – one downtown and one at the “official” farmer’s market on Rutherford Road. The “official” one seemed to have much more to offer. The one downtown had a … Continue reading Now Is the Month of Maying

Easter 2003

Easter has come and gone, with proclamations of “Christ Has Risen”, despite worldy evidence to the contrary. They say the war is winding down. We’ll see. Actually, there were two Easters. I celebrated Orthodox Easter with the performance of Bach’s St. John Passion with the Greenville Chorale Saturday night. It’s a piece enjoyed more by … Continue reading Easter 2003

Mid-Life Hits Hard

It snowed today. Here. In upstate South Carolina. On April 10. I wonder what portents this doth signify. This was Founders Week at Furman, and it was a week for me to wallow in mid-life crises. A couple of my classmates returned to Furman to speak. Karen Foreman spoke at convocation on Wednesday. She at … Continue reading Mid-Life Hits Hard

Glynda is bored

My sister Glynda called last night to tell me she was bored. Two weeks ago she was in England for an Oxford Round Table discussion, last week she had two Welsh punk rockers staying at her house, Tom Brokow wants to do a story on her school, and next week some guy is bringing race … Continue reading Glynda is bored

Why an online journal?

I’ve kept several journals over the years. My most thorough was the journal I kept while in Europe one summer. I also kept detailed journals of at least part of our year in Arizona. Every now and then I pull those out, and I’m glad I kept detailed notes, but such documentation takes time. I … Continue reading Why an online journal?