Tag Archives: Love

L is for the way you look at me…

In concert with my post from last week, Black-Out Conversion, I want to tackle another topic from Smith & Watson’s Chapter on Autobiographical Acts in their book Reading Autobiography. This time, what I referred to as the “who” interests me … Continue reading

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , | Comments Off on L is for the way you look at me…

A Quasi-Puritan, Divine Remembrance During My Ten Minute Work Break

On the early evening of Sunday February 6, I call my eighty-five year old grandfather, “Pop”, from the back room of the coffee shop on my “ten.” On the third attempt (when he finally hears the ringer), I hear a … Continue reading

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged , , , , , , | Comments Off on A Quasi-Puritan, Divine Remembrance During My Ten Minute Work Break