Finding Direction: The Wind Vane Chronicles

Those of you who drop by must try this short test on the way you talk – Yankee or Dixie: Yankee or Dixie Test It is a real, valid test, by the way. It only takes a minute or two to take and is fascinating, as well as just plain fun. Find out from the [...]

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Horizons Steve Kolz told me a couple of Sundays ago after worship that he’d read the first of my “Wind Vane” stories (See March 1, March 17), which was about “home” being out on the South Plains of Texas near Abernathy. He’d found it very interesting, he said, as he and his wife lived out [...]

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“I’ve learned that people will forget what you’ve said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.” I didn’t write that (unfortunately). I borrowed it from some unknown author from an email I got the other day (which is a great place to plagiarize material, by the [...]

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Heat and sun Make currents rise Followed by gliders Clinging to skies In soaring heights On upward draft Riding on air As smooth as glass. Soft summer light Filtering down Peace Quiet All around. Wind whooshes by And softly sighes, I’m floating free Feeling wind and sky And air beneath. Released From the earth – [...]

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(Note: The first was posted on 3/1) ACQUISITION – JULY 4, 1995 It seemed an odd way to celebrate the Fourth of July. But then, again, maybe not. My dad and I spent it working on a project following a serendipitous discovery a few days before, springing from meandering conversations I cannot now recall. The [...]

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The single most horrific moment of my entire life, by far, yet most profound, occurred a year ago tonight. My first conscious realization was that I was completely and totally paralyzed, lying there in the dark unable to move even an eyelash or twitch an eyelid. Forget about squeezing a hand or wiggling a finger. [...]

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I don’t know how many of you have ever been to Luckenbach. It’s a great trip, considering you end up in a place way off the beaten path with a "township" of only 2. I’ve been there twice. I first went there a couple of years ago with my then 81 year old mom, who [...]

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