Voices
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There will never be another Elvis
It is Friday, Dec. 24, and my wife and I are driving on I-40 just west of Knoxville, Tenn. It’s Christmas Eve, and we’re…
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Winter clears our eyes for the beauty of summer
There is a specific sound featured in the soundtrack of my youth, lingering in my ears, rooted deeply in my memory, which transports me…
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My old man really loved Smallpox
It is Wednesday, and I’m at the Cafe du Monde, just off Jackson Square, and have my cafe’ au lait ($5.43) and three beignets…
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McConnell’s words betrayed lingering prejudice
The slight was uttered in such a matter-of-fact way it almost didn’t register with me. I had to watch the clip a second time:…
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A conversation with Mr. Garcia, and a lesson learned
I grew up in the 1950’s in a small city in eastern New Mexico. Those were, comparatively speaking, much simpler times. General Eisenhower was…