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The Safe Months
A Louisiana meteorologist recently posted this online, “Before y’all go yelling and screaming at me, be warned, the first projected numbers for the 2021 Hurricane Season come out tomorrow. I will share them, you
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Quiet For A While
It’s not unusual for me to post three Uncle P’s Bedtime Stories a week on the Eighty-one Facebook page. It was telling, when a friend texted me, “Just checking in. You’ve been silent.” By
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Reacting To A Plane Crash
A Cessna crashed in the coastal marsh, and I reacted to the bad news, even though I did not know either victim. I reacted because people I knew reacted, and their emotions rippled my
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I Gave This Guy A Ride
Takes about 2000 steps to walk a mile. I see this guy walking, he’s got the cane, the limp. I pull over. I was prepared for him to be homeless – which he informed
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Conversation With A Roofer
“Pedro” was a year old when his family crossed the Rio Grande. Street schooled, his first teachers were Big Bird and Elmo, Bert and Ernie. “I learned a lot of English watching Sesame Street.”
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Writing In The Year 2020
New Testament parables were meant to be understood by the people of their times. Seed and soil, fruit and tree, sheep and shepherd, you didn’t have to be educated to immediately understand. When I’m
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The Pendulum Swings Our Way
Just me and some dogs, porch sitting on a November-in-Louisiana morning, so wonderful I’m wondering if nature is apologizing for August and September. The sun is gentle, breeze is gentle, and for the first time since I-can’t-remember-when, my spirit is gentle…
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The Stayers Of Hurricane Laura
Some admitted feeling brave – until that first tree cracked. Whole families hid in halls, with pillows and sofa cushions ready to soften the blow, if a tree came through the roof. One family
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All These Weeks After Hurricane Laura
What I can’t get over is how ugly it still is, all these weeks after Hurricane Laura. What a hurricane could do in one night, my goodness, those that see what I see, just
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Optimism By Choice
If I’m thirsty, I drink, if I’m hungry, I eat, but how does one quench pessimism? I feel it, personally, I feel it, locally, I think America is in a national state of negative.
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