I arrived in Milledgeville in September of 1976 as an "Undecided" major at Georgia College. At that time, undecided majors got the one philosophy professor as their advisor. Because no one, or nearly no one, majored in philosophy. My first quarter was easy to schedule. I'd take some basic core courses in history, English, science. … Continue reading How I Became an English Major (Or Just Follow the Signs: Part I)
Month: November 2012
8 Thankful-fors this Thanksgiving
Okay, so I have LOTS more than eight, but 8 seems like a nice number, infinity if you turn it on its side and all. So here goes, my list of eight thankful-fors: 1) The ground of being, the source, the ultimate field, the light, that which connects us all and expresses itself through all … Continue reading 8 Thankful-fors this Thanksgiving
High and low, pleasure and pain
The "high" and the "pleasure" of my title were an art day at Atlanta's High Museum and time with friends. The "low" and the "pain" are my smushed finger and its effects - which will be shortening this post. The story goes like this: It was Thursday, the day of a friend's lecture at the … Continue reading High and low, pleasure and pain
Cotton and Commerce and Enjoying Savannah
I'm back in Savannah for a visit. This time I took one of my old routes to get here. I-75 to I-20 east, then mostly state and county roads through Warrenton, Wrens, Waynesboro, Sardis, Sylvania, Springfield, Rincon, and finally, Savannah. That's the route I used to take to my parents' house (well, except the Rincon … Continue reading Cotton and Commerce and Enjoying Savannah
Reaping
Reaping is a term that has shown up often lately in movies and fiction. I'm thinking of it in conjunction with this time of year, when I take a walk at the battlefield and find hay rolls in freshly-mown fields - and realize it's probably the last mowing of the year. We're at the time … Continue reading Reaping
