East of Normal

I pick my son up from the Nashville School of the Arts at 3 PM every weekday. Sometimes I have to wait a bit, if … more

Has it really been almost sixteen years now? Sixteen years since the epoch of blue rooftops? When Mother Nature bounced off Charlotte, blew out windows … more

The other day a friend of mine posted on his Facebook page, “I am happy for my successful friends! I am happy for my successful … more

Greetings from Pitea, Sweden, an hour south of the Arctic Circle. It’s not warm. But it could be worse. Being near the sea makes it … more

This is not the original column I submitted for this issue. And thank God. I came to my senses just as the presses were about … more