The cloud has hung over me today, and as the night falls, I can't help but think about my grandfather and my cousin — both of whom we've lost in the last few months. Death and grief are known easily. But the absence itself is harder to get used to. Healing comes, I know. But for … Continue reading ‘Grief And Griever Alike Endure’
It's been too long since I've written, but such is the case after the type of move we've had. As I write this, I'm sitting in wife's parents' living room before anyone else is awake. We're down in their home in Macon, Georgia, to celebrate Christmas with Julie's parents, siblings, their spouses, and their kids. … Continue reading Settling In Tennessee
I don't know if he meant to, but my friend Matthew Lee Anderson, in the same kind of way you hear on the local nightly news, just said in an ultrasmooth voice, "Now over to you, Michael." In his ever-so-insightful way, Matt called attention to a series of pieces from his Mere Orthodoxy collaborator Jake Meador … Continue reading A Small Town Writer’s Challenge
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KkK5eHkY46o I suspect I'll be largely unsuccessful in this, but I wanted to write about what Tennessee means to me. My sister, Ashley, told me about the band above (Drew Holcomb & The Neighbors) a few months ago. She pointed me to this song, "Tennessee," and it captures almost perfectly my own sentiments about Tennessee. One … Continue reading ‘Tennessee’
The news is public now: in three weeks Julie, Jesse, Miles, and I will be headed back to Tennessee. I've accepted a job with The Greeneville Sun, a daily newspaper in northeast Tennessee, not too far from the Tri-Cities. I'll become the paper's assistant managing editor. We've been telling our friends here in Colorado. Though no … Continue reading Why Go Back to Community Journalism?