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Moving On

0 Comments · Wednesday, August 1, 2007
I don't like change. I can see no virtue in it. The unavoidable changes, like growing old and dying, make me wonder why everyone isn't suspicious of words like "development" and "progress." The che  

Laughing With Pat Renick

0 Comments · Wednesday, July 4, 2007
Pat Renick's path crossed mine back in 1976, when both she and I were nominated for a Post Corbett Award in separate categories. She had already won as a visual artist in 1975, and I was nominated   

Don Imus and the Dulcimer Players

0 Comments · Wednesday, May 2, 2007
The Appalachian Festival has been held on the second weekend of May for more than 30 years now, and it never rolls around without my remembering the Year of the Revenge of the Dulcimer Players. It   

Lockdown

0 Comments · Wednesday, April 4, 2007
The small, dingy waiting area of the Hamilton County Justice Center might well be a stage set for The Vagina Monologues. The visitors sit in a half-circle, each engaged in their own story and willi  

A Fox on the Run

0 Comments · Wednesday, March 7, 2007
John Morris was a fiddler who had hair the color of a carrot. He had freckles and blue, blue eyes, and he was from Clay County, W.V. He liked to act like he was a rube, though in fact he was better   

Walking the Hills

0 Comments · Wednesday, February 7, 2007
"A green Christmas makes for a fat graveyard," my Aunt Dot used to say a long time ago, waving her crooked index finger at anyone who'd listen. It was her explanation for why people sickened and di  

Requiem for a Bass Player

0 Comments · Wednesday, January 3, 2007
Bob Bodley died of cancer on Christmas Day, and the lights at the Blue Wisp will be a little dimmer this weekend. He was a superb musican who passed in his prime, and he was a great gift to us. Bo  

Learning Life Lessons from Bedbugs

0 Comments · Wednesday, December 6, 2006
I went to Alabama for Thanksgiving again this year, as I usually do, and I was amazed to find roses still blooming in my sister's garden and autumn leaves still clinging to the trees in her back yar  

Confessions of a Yellow-Dog Democrat

0 Comments · Wednesday, November 1, 2006
My grandparents got up early on Election Day. They lived in a small rural community in Tennessee, just 10 miles south of Murray, Ky. They were country people; they dressed up to vote. My grandfathe  

Sweet Home Alabama

0 Comments · Wednesday, October 4, 2006
The family reunion started off as a giant 80th birthday party for my mother, but we weren't all able to convene until the long Labor Day weekend. The weather was perfect, cool and crisp and clear w