April 16, 2013
One of my treasured memories is a great weekend Jawa Girl and I spent in Boston shortly before moving back to Cincinnati in 2007. We walked the Freedom Trail, had some great food and shopping at Quincy Market, enjoyed some pastries from the North End, and watched everyone celebrate a Red Sox no-hitter. It’s a great city with a lot to offer. We have good friends who grew up there, and good friends who live close by. And what a rich musical and academic history!
So yeah, the events of yesterday hurt.
I am not going to hazard a guess as to who was responsible (though you’d better believe I have some ideas). Our first priority now must be to bind the wounds of the injured, soothe the souls of the hurting, and memorialize those who were killed. Justice will come, and it will roll down like a mighty river, but it will come properly. We must not lash out blindly. We did that once, and it didn’t work.
Rather, let us devote our energies to love. Love beats hate every time. Let us love one another. As W. H. Auden said in “September 1, 1939,” we must love one another or die.
August 12, 2012
I have made it to Morris, MN, home of my new gig. We’re buying a house, but we don’t close for a couple weeks yet, so I’m spending the rest of the month in a local motor lodge. It’s…quaint. Jawa Girl and the pets will be up at the beginning of September, once we’re in the house.
January 20, 2012
Jawa Girl and I had the good fortune to have lunch with Jennifer Jolley and her husband today. Good food (it’s Manuel’s, so of course it’s good!) and good conversation. She’s in town for Atlanta Opera’s 24 Hour Opera Project.
If you’re not reading her blog or listening to her music, you’re missing out.
January 16, 2012
Yep, that’s me and Jawa Girl with President and Mrs. Carter. They still live in Plains, GA (pop. 675 or thereabouts) and we went down to hear him speak this weekend.
The mug I am holding was a gift from my beloved late Aunt Ginny, who was for many years the only other Democrat in the family (for all I know, that has not changed). It has a picture of President Carter on it.
Also, it seemed appropriate to wear a sweater when meeting the man.