Red Clay

The Daily Grist: “Behold, I am toward God as you are; I too was pinched off from a piece of clay” (Job 33:6)We all grow up somewhere and we all get used to those surroundings like it’s the only place on earth. The land forms a certain way. The contour is what we...

Red Sky This Morning

To walk in amber glow while knowingglow in daylight means a devil ember in the wind and hither, not so far to yon,and on its own for all this red sky morn.Hear it whisper in it’s trickster voices:”I’ll be for the country roses bloomingyou know...

Reflections on Labor Day

Monday was Labor Day and it got me thinking about how the labor movement affected my life. My father worked most of his life at the American Smelting & Refining Company (ASARCO) lead refinery in the tiny village of Selby, just west of Crockett, where I grew up....

Regina

Last fall, just about a year ago, I fired Regina from her Welcome columnist job. I had what I considered a good reason; she’d neglected to send me her essay for the month and she’d neglected to let me know it wouldn’t be sent. Now, the first offense isn’t really an...

Regionalism and Bluegrass

The other day, in response to a post examining issues of taste and breadth of vision in bluegrass I was accused of being a Yankee (guilty) and of bringing a Yankee sensibility to my analysis of what’s happening in bluegrass music (maybe not so guilty). The post,...

Regionalism and Bluegrass

The other day, in response to a post examining issues of taste and breadth of vision in bluegrass I was accused of being a Yankee (guilty) and of bringing a Yankee sensibility to my analysis of what’s happening in bluegrass music (maybe not so guilty). The post,...