A few years ago, I found myself drinking a beer on a Friday night at Howard’s on Main, standing in the backroom bar and taking in every second of a Creedence Clearwater Revival song played by the band onstage.

For as long as I can remember, I’ve always loved lightning bugs. You might call them fireflies, but of course then I’d just have to break it to you that you’re “not from around here.”

My little sister, Catherine, was born just a few months before the “Y2K” scare. Remember Y2K? The world anticipated a disaster because of a computer programming shortcut, expected to wreak widespread havoc upon failing to roll over from 1999 to the year 2000. I still remember the tiny, spark…

What a strange time in which we find ourselves living. I hardly have to tell you about it, because you, too, know it well: a mysterious virus, social distancing, lost jobs, and more change each and every day. Wasn’t it just yesterday we were stringing up Christmas lights, meeting a friend fo…

We’re just a few days into the season of Lent, and already I’ve heard a new song among the stillness and quiet.

February, to me, is Van Morrison season. February’s when I usually begin to daydream about summertime again. With spring nearly at our fingertips and a few shrubs and trees around town beginning to show their tiniest buds, I can just sense that sunnier, warmer, longer days are ahead. And war…

Happy New Year, friends! How did you ring in the new year? My sister and I ushered in 2020 in the great city of Chicago, and we spent the last few days of 2019 gallivanting around an historic neighborhood of the city called “The Loop.”

Feeling a little blue this December? Not sure how to get into the Christmas spirit? You need more music in your life, my friend. And so, I present to you the 20 songs you need to hear in the next 20 days before Christmas:

Lately I’ve noticed that my dog, Atticus, is always watching me. Sure, I hear you: nearly all dogs are known for keeping eyes on their owners. But I’m telling you, Atticus watches me like a trained spy.

A few weeks ago, I was leaving choir practice on a Wednesday evening when the sun had already set, and the area of Uptown Greenwood was quiet with only the noise of street lights and folks packing up at the county library and calling it a day.

September is here, and I believe that the sky over this part of the country appears its absolute prettiest in September. Sunlight is more golden around the end of the day, daybreak looks more crisply blue, and September skies even seem so quiet that — if I listen just closely enough — I can …

Last Friday night, I found myself driving along Highway 702 right after sunset. I was headed home after dinner at Seasons by the Lake, a cozy restaurant tucked away on the Ninety Six Highway. My sister, home from Charleston for the weekend, joined me at our favorite summer spot and we caught…

Last weekend, I traveled down to Hilton Head Island for the wedding of my best friend from college. By most accounts, it was a normal wedding weekend. I enjoyed the island breeze and a little sunshine at the beach, witnessed the ceremony and caught up with old friends at the reception.

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At my high school graduation, I shared with my graduating class an excerpt from Robert Fulguhm’s book of essays “All I Really Need to Know I Learned in Kindergarten.” If you’re not familiar with this work, I highly recommend reading it. When I was seventeen years old and about to embark on t…

I always have a hard time selecting a card for my mom on Mother’s Day. The same sequence of events happens to me every year: I visit two or three drugstores, read every single card written by Hallmark or American Greetings, and I walk away empty-handed. My mom, you see, is different. Not jus…

Last weekend, I had the pleasure of a Friday night spent in the company of friends at Greenwood’s local music festival. Springfest 2019 was by all accounts a success, with many folks coming in from out of town to catch the best bands in this area. I caught performances by Steven Galloway, Ti…

Where do you plan to be this Friday night? Surely you’ve heard by now that Greenwood’s free, all-local, good-vibes-only music festival will kick off at 5:30 Friday evening over at the Uptown Market on Maxwell Avenue. Friends, this is an annual event you do not want to miss.

I’ve long appreciated the line in that Jackie DeShannon song from 1965, “What the world needs now is love — sweet love,” she sings. “It’s the only thing that there’s just too little of.” Yes, I’ve always agreed. I’ve often thought to myself that I could do without any additional Kardashians,…

In January, I spent a few days exploring Manhattan — that sparkling section of New York, New York — with my brother and his wife. Over the course of a few days, we ventured as far as our feet (or the occasional cab) would take us. Up, down, and around Midtown to Rockefeller Center, Radio Cit…

You might have deduced by now that I am firmly in favor of a place many of you also hold dear: Greenwood. Just this paste Thursday, I spent some time re-walking “the beat” in this favorite town of mine. After a long day of meetings out of town, I had the pleasure of coming back home and spen…

A couple of weeks ago, on a nothing-out-of-the-ordinary Saturday night, a less than ordinary, wonderful thing occurred: my older brother, little sister and I got together for supper at La Hacienda, or “La Ha” as we call it. We’re a strongly opinionated group, but La Ha serves as a longstandi…

A few years ago, I met a gentleman by the name of Brandon Smith when his band, Jackson Station, was playing live in Uptown Greenwood. Brandon, or “Bee” as he’s often known, proudly jammed the banjo in the band along with Clay Sprouse and Kevin Brock. Bee and I formed a friendship over music,…

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