We were born around the same time, in different places, under different circumstances. I noticed you one day while I was fishing—a young, budding pine standing there against the elements. You seemed happy, your branches and needles outstretched towards the raging sun; your roots planted firmly in the Earth. Somehow you made it out…(Read More)
The four women seated at an adjacent table laughed and prattled on like they were sharing a deep secret—a secret of forbidden love. The blonde waitress—she must have been half their age—stood over them and fingered-twisted her hair as they poured over the wine menu. After a long, awkward pause—the…(Read More)
Appalachian Aristocracy For me, growing up in Eastern Kentucky during the 60s is just about what one could imagine it would be: dang near perfect. With its rolling hills, creeks, ponds, trails, caves, and endless summers, Kentucky offered any young man, with a sense of adventure and a .22 rifle slung over his shoulder, a…(Read More)