On Memorial Day I always think of my friend George Mangrum of Lauderdale County, Alabama. This is his story. It needs to be told.
Remembering George
It was 1966, and only one of us died in Vietnam
Essays
Holy Ground
Writers across the state—and the nation—are grieving the loss of Rivendell Writers’ Colony
Rivendell Writers’ Colony, established in 2013, is closing its doors at the end of March. I’m still in shock at the news because Rivendell was flourishing, on course to be a nationally known residency program, but its benefactor has now made other plans for the property.
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Around the Table
In a polarized political world, a holiday meal is unexpectedly universal
My mother has dementia, but her old friends in no way shunned or ignored her. She was clearly happy to be there among them, and she said over and over again what wonderful people they are. There was no talk of politics, race, or religion within my hearing.
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A Friend from Chile
The seeds of a novel are sown in a friend’s disappearance
Worrying for years about a question with no answer is more than a little neurotic. It can also provide fertile soil for plot development.
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Dark Lantern
An author finds his own teenage ghost in a thrift-shop book
What I saw was not a dusty old book but a boy in a wheelchair by a window in a ramshackle house farther east in Tennessee—two hours away, on the Cumberland Plateau near Crossville.
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Biting the Rock
Surviving a fall in the Colorado high country
Solo climbing in the Rockies violates every rule of mountain safety, particularly on a route I picked myself. But that’s the way I liked to do it, and had done it all my life. What happened on Mt. Yale should have been a cautionary tale, but some things are too good to give up.
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