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“Don’t tell me the moon is shining; show me the glint of light on broken glass.” ― Anton Chekhov

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  • Riding the Rails with Harriet and Grandma

    My sister and I rode one of the last passenger trains passing through the Bartlesville depot. Grandma Taylor lassoed us onto that train because she wanted a break from driving her clunky AMC Rambler. She wasn’t great at driving and… Continue reading

  • Haunted Houses & Bars of Orion

    Lately I’ve been feeling like I’m 14 years old. Which is my typical maturity level, but no, I’m referring to the other cognitive signposts of that age. Take pickleball for instance.  As I compete in pickleball tournaments and the competitive… Continue reading

  • Tell me your life story in 4 minutes

    Tell me your life story in 4 minutes. This is a question I have been asking my friends and family. Their first reaction is stunned silence, a deer in headlights. Then slowly, the wheels begin to turn and they speak,… Continue reading

  • Kitchen of Grace

    People ask me, “What are you doing in Denver?” I tell them I’m helping Karen Taylor and Tammy Ross cook 700 meals for our youth group from Bartlesville, with very little refrigerator space which means I’m on a first name… Continue reading

    Kitchen of Grace
  • Singing with Al Green

    Karen and I were driving through Wisconsin farmland a couple of years ago, and I was overcome by pastoral splendor although it may have been too many cheese curds. I began singing America the Beautiful, like Ray Charles, because after all,… Continue reading

    Singing with Al Green
  • 1922

    “I was born at home and my family gave the money we saved by not going to the hospital to the church building fund.” Madison Holroyd Continue reading

    1922
  • The Singing Stream

    I have two brothers. My brother the doctor has spent some time in jail. But he got better…more on that later. The younger is a preacher who has written several books. I have always wanted to write a novel. I’ve… Continue reading

    The Singing Stream
  • What I’ve learned eating pie

    We decided to get away this past weekend, so we visited our friends, Rick and Belinda, in Fayetteville. We watched the fleeting colors of autumn scatter underfoot as we walked the farmer’s market at the old town square looking at… Continue reading

    What I’ve learned eating pie
  • Doodling with Snoopy

    My wife travels with me and my golf partner, Shawn Barker…not because she loves golf. She simply loves the surroundings and the time spent wandering places like Flagstaff and Monterey and Santa Rosa. After a yoga session in Santa Rosa… Continue reading

    Doodling with Snoopy
  • Midnight Confession

    Word.   Word is a strange word…the longer you stare at it, the odder it becomes. Stranger still is the moment you hear correct words in a song after many years of singing the wrong words. Karen was making a… Continue reading

    Midnight Confession