I can see it from my hotel window.  Can’t see all of it, or a name on it.  But it’s one of ours.  Flying out here to Virginia, especially during…View post

The other night at the Heyde Center I explained that over the years I have developed two groups of friends: The pickup-truck-and-gun-rack crowd, and the artist/dancer/poet crowd (or, the pale-and-tortured…View post

I have often written pieces about my childhood faith, and the journey since.  A fair portion of Coop was devoted to that story. As such, this blog post got me…View post

Veterans. In particular, we are thinking of some family and neighbors.

My wife found some old cassettes while cleaning out the garage.  So I began the day listening to The Best of Bread.  Tried both sides.  Sadly, the tape gets the…View post