Sean of the South – Dear God
Dear God: It’s been awhile since we last talked. And I know you’re busy. But I have something I’d like to ask, if you have a second. Please—and I really mean this—let the kid I [Read More]
Dear God: It’s been awhile since we last talked. And I know you’re busy. But I have something I’d like to ask, if you have a second. Please—and I really mean this—let the kid I [Read More]
What do you like to wonder about? Here’s a wondering poem for you about numbers. How Many Raindrops? How many raindrops In each cloud? How many people In each crowd? How many snowflakes When [Read More]
The sun rose over the Alabama highway, and it was pure majesty. The sound of birds was music. I was on my way to speak to a book club. I don’t usually speak to book [Read More]
I ate with friends I haven’t seen in a million years. I ordered a New York strip. It was overcooked. But the beer was cold. Long ago, somewhere along the line, I realized most of [Read More]
Sixteen-year-old Ben Leary smiles too much. That’s what they tell me. “Ben’s smile could light up a room,” says his aunt. “It absolutely lights up the room.” Tonight, Ben’s smile is lighting up a little [Read More]
DEAR SEAN: The nation is going down the toilet, bro, and it is people like you (no offense) who are inadvertently doing more harm than good. I don’t mean to be a hater, but Americans [Read More]
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