Year: 2026

As a follow-up to my earlier post from Denver, I feel compelled to mention a few observations about the commencement event for Denver South High School. Held at the University of Denver field house, there was a large electronic scoreboard recording the events in real time giving the feeling of a professional sports arena. It…

After a too long absence from Colorado I am lucky this Memorial Day to be in Denver for my granddaughter Makenna’s high school graduation. It’s a homecoming of sorts for me.  Last evening my wife and I attended a celebration hosted by Makenna’s parents and a friend’s family. Both girls were star volley ball players…

This week I attended the 100th birthday party for a remarkable person. Held at the Petite Violette, a chic French restaurant in Atlanta, it was a fitting location to celebrate her long life. Her presence alone dominated the occasion and suggested that she was no ordinary woman. Gracious and acutely alert, she greeted her friends…

I recently read an article about how Iowa might be rethinking its “red” politics since MAGA policies took effect. One major crisis seems to be in education where public schools are closing leaving some rural areas high and dry. Apparently, this is the case since the legislature began giving $8,000 per student toward school choice….

The recent primary election results from Indiana struck a chord with me as a portent of what the future holds beyond Trump. The majority of the Indiana state legislators who voted against redistricting were defeated for reelection by MAGA voters at the direction of Donald Trump. Clearly the president still has an iron grip on…

Each morning dawns brightOnly to be dashedQuickly and brutallyWith news of the day I seek refuge in the printFeel good articles and booksPoetry and literatureHuman interest stories But futility prevailsPolitics and hatred triumphThe scurrilous dominateSaying man is bad Retreat and denial beckonAn obvious self-defenseAs things get worseAnd disaster is imminent Still, I hold onTo long-held…

It’s quiet as well as beautiful. The only sound is a slight wind occasionally blowing across the marsh as the day grows longer. Everything here is about the nature of the land and the tidal reach of the ocean beyond the horizon. No one drives by, there are no people or the usual hum of…

Last Sunday I argued that mainline Protestant churches and clergy should speak out against the abuse of Christianity by Trump and his supporters. I urged that Protestant leaders should join Pope Leo in challenging the president’s corruption of Christian principles. My criticism extends to local churches for what I perceive as their reluctance to address…

This weekend two stories in the news caught my attention. The first was Peggy Noonan’s column in The Wall Street Journal* and the second was David French’s column in The New York Times.** Both addressed Trump’s corruption of religion to bolster his power and importance. Noonan was her conciliatory and entertaining self while pointedly criticizing…

I am sitting here at the keyboard looking out over the marsh toward Sapelo Island and the horizon. The marsh is the defining feature of this coastal stretch, expansive and alluring in its promise of adventure. I’m at the FishCamp, a rustic cabin near Darien, Georgia, roughly 25 miles north of St. Simons Island. It…