Author: brent taylor
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Keep at it for Good
I came across a short piece written by my good friend Kate Cutts. I hope you will read it. It made me think back to a line from the musical Wicked and the song, For Good. There are moments in my life when someone noticed something good in me. It might be an act of…
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Near and Far
I grew up in a world of rote learning. For instance, I once knew all the abbreviations for the states before someone got wise and decided you only need two letters for each state. Kansas was rendered as Kans. which if you are scoring at home, saves you two letters but costs you a period.…
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Pink podcasts
Just finished another podcast of Mornings with Charlie Ann. We discussed concrete mix trucks, squirrels, pine cones, Tesla vs Edison, and why there are very few married pickleball partners. Macon, Georgia was awesome and the pickleball venue next to Mercer university had 26 brand new courts. Karen Mason Taylor carried us to victory in our…
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Roger’s Library Books
I’m not such an unaware narcissist that I believe that I’m the only one Roger Hladky blessed in a powerful way. I was one among many. It was long after Roger performed our wedding ceremony, his first to officiate. I was a father, my children grown and flown, an elder at our church back in…
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Look up, child
Look up, child. The moon once pregnant, rises above the trees and changes to a fertile crescent. Days go by, frost greets dawn. Leaves turn, yellow red brown, chastened from branches, by a blue wind. See the swirl of autumn, that rains brilliant leaves, falling, hugging the earth, old friends. The days shine, a sparkling…
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Flying to Carolina
My wife tells me she would like to get inside my head for a day and just look around. I tell her I’d like a little notice so I can tidy up the place, take out the trash, and make my bed. Maybe today would be a good day for her to visit my brain…
Bespoke 