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For full background on this case, visit the Charity Worley coverage section. Henderson County Sheriff’s investigators are trying to tell us something without actually saying it out loud. You don’t have to know much...
Last week around this time, I was in the back of a Volkswagon and sliding out of a misty Rosario, Argentina. The city’s huge monuments and cloud-soaked buildings escaped through the back window as...
We spent nearly three months walking around a quiet house. We spent three months with no reason to make sure we didn’t leave a box of crackers unattended. We spent three months without seeing...
September is set to end, near as I can tell, in about 13 hours. It’s been a been a heckuva month. I barely understand why I keep doing these monthly updates, except that I...
The dogs were determined, six in a haphazard row, straight from Disney, a mix of colors, sizes, and uncertain breeds. They looked as though they owned the streets but had a higher power to...
It’s somewhere near 90 degrees outside. A June haze hangs over the mountains, a reminder that a great part of the American south is still part of the American south. I’m in Greenville, South...
I’ve seen a lot of sunrises in the past three months. Some have been shame’s flashlight, burnt orange, Vegas disasters that made me curse myself and everything around. A few have been black, through-the-curtains...
…the thousands of people who died on 9-11-01 and every one of their family and friends who carry a burden most of us cannot understand… …the fear, one so powerful it rolled in waves...
If you are a good person–as most people believe themselves to be–there are things you don’t do. This goes beyond the Ten Commandments and the relatively commonsense approach to going through your days honoring...
Along the way to becoming a man, along the way to that first kiss, first car, first beer, first love (none of these in any particular order, I’m sure), and all the rest of...
As I sat here and tried to decide what sort of drivel might fit on this page today, I realized I’ve been writing on Rapid Eye Reality for nine years now. It was around...
As part of my on-going series of “Stuff About Which You Don’t Care,” here’s the monthly report on the little things that kept me busy. Please return in September for…well, whatever happens that is...
I heard a political speech this weekend. I transcribed the end of it from a recording. If you didn’t hear it, too, I’d suggest you take the time to read through this brief section....
The past three weeks have been busier than most for me and it’s not going to slow down much for another six weeks or so. I’m remaining patient. In the meantime, I’m Mr. Mom...