Gerry Dionne: An Elegy to a Journeyman
Earlier this month, the curtain fell on a man of irreplicable passion, small snippets of wisdom, and love for humanity. Gerry Dionne, a man I’ve known for the better part…
Pre-COVID era: The World of Yesterday
A reimagining of Stefan Zweig’s World of Yesterday Despite the propriety and the modesty of this view of life, there was a grave and dangerous arrogance in this touching confidence…
Uncovering the Modern Conspiracy Mindset
Today I received a work email from someone who said he had vital info. I dialed him back with intrigue. It turns out he’s an older gentleman living in Florida…
The Terror of Sleep Paralysis
Despite my best efforts to break free, my body remained chained to the bed. All I could muster was a muffled screech pleading to be woken. Infinite shapes and forms…
The littlest heretic
It must have been the fall of 1955. After two years of me fighting it off, my parents had succeeded in enrolling me into catechism classes at Our Lady of…
We need statues of cultural icons and entrepreneurs, not politicians and generals
On the streets where I learned to drive in Concord, a quiet suburb of Charlotte, North Carolina, I often broke the speed limit on Warren C. Coleman Boulevard. I never…
The Language of Love and Fatherhood
My latest moments of pride rest exclusively on seeing our daughter grow and develop into her own person. She doesn’t know all the negativity of our COVID reality, the canceled…
Last Pieces of the Puzzle
My friends are falling apart. This one is having open-heart surgery. A couple have diabetes. Another is noticing vision deterioration; and all of us have some hearing loss. Hearing what?…
The Weissenhof Estate – Architectural vision or political blueprint?
The Weissenhof Estate – an early exemplar of modernist architecture – is striking in its banality. An aimless wanderer in Stuttgart’s gently terraced northern suburbs may be unaware she has…
