Category Archives: Family

Notes from the Corona Diary: goobye, Ronnie Mac

Tonight, on the advice of friends, we watched Knives Out with the boys. It’s a fun movie, a good old-fashioned murder mystery with twists and turns, the sort of things you smile at the whole time. Sitting with the boys … Continue reading

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Back to the office, or unlearning the old normal

This is my office. The place that has been the center of my working life for a decade and a half here at the University of the South in Sewanee. It’s in the basement of Gailor Hall, but it has … Continue reading

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Last Call

“Can we get Shenanigan’s?” Daniel asked me. Kelly’s out of town, and I had plans to make chili. I flinched a little. Shelter in place. Stay at home. These are the mantras of the day. “I just feel like,” he … Continue reading

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Goodbye, dogwood

A sad tale. In order to bring in fiber optic cable, quite a few trees in town have needed to be removed, including our beloved dogwood by the roadside. In its time, the dogwood had held up Christmas lights in … Continue reading

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In Search of Elijah Smith: Glastonbury

If you’ve been following my inquiries (here and here) into the mysterious inscription in my old edition of Cicero, you know that I’ve pinpointed Glastonbury, CT, as the place where all the principals lived. I was at Yale with some students … Continue reading

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“The American Cincinnatus”

Jean Leon Gerome Ferris, “The American Cincinnatus” (1919) When I was a kid, I picked up a copy of the 1932 Georgetown yearbook for a dime at a second-hand store my mother and I used to go to. Being a … Continue reading

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Foulke (P) to Mientkewicz (1B) for the final out of the 2004 World Series

He knew what he held in his hand. Gingerly he removed the ball from his glove, took it in hand, and looked intently at Doug Mientkewicz, standing at first base.  They exchanged a glance, and if they thought of Bill … Continue reading

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