How The Words Were Passed: Reappraising

I've been reading, and re-reading, Clint Smith's remarkable book, How The Word Is Passed: A Reckoning with the History of Slavery Across America. This series of posts is the outgrowth of my underlined pages and margin notes, inspired by Smith's stories, prompted by his questions. My words will be an attempt to reckon with the … Continue reading How The Words Were Passed: Reappraising

Within an Obituary: A Narrative of Anne Stone’s Life

This deftly woven narrative portrays Anne as an intelligent, pious woman, caring for her community and church, and training her children for "usefulness and Heaven." But it is incomplete.

The Cruel War Was Raging, Anderson Had to Fight

Reckonings come with a whoosh of adrenaline. Stinging insights fall over, around, under questions, like water tumbling over stones. The poet Wendell Berry wrote (1): It may be that when we no longer know what to dowe have come to our real work,and that when we no longer know which way to gowe have come … Continue reading The Cruel War Was Raging, Anderson Had to Fight

Father’s Day 1964

It's summer 1964, time to show my daddy some love. I chose a full sheet of cardinal-red construction paper for my card stock, and folded it in half. My nine-year-old self selected this snapshot of me sporting my favorite, mom-made dress--a pink and white striped frock with poppin' pink buttons--and all set to enter the … Continue reading Father’s Day 1964

The Truck on the Bus

I began this blog years and years ago, in large part because of a smile. Or rather the loss of my dad's smile. Sifting through his letters, photographs, and public documents was a constructive way to move through grief, and the resulting stories led to many discussions among family members, known and newly discovered. Norman … Continue reading The Truck on the Bus