Life
This is an Oct. 16, 2019 excerpt from "Stardust: An Alzheimer's Love Story", my day to day accounts of caring for my wife in the advanced stages of her dementia. Learn more about this series in last week's column. I miss romance, which I
Life
When it became evident around 2016 that my wife, Norma Morris, was descending into dementia and was at risk living alone in her Kingston Springs home, I abandoned my apartment in Nashville and moved in to be her principal caregiver. (We had lived separately but companionably for the previous 35
Life
There are those who rely on streaming services for their home entertainment. But not me. Instead of streaming, I opt for stream-of-consciousness, of letting my mind wander unhurried along the infinite paths my memory opens up. You can have your Netflix. I'm going with Edflix. Take the other
News
The South Cheatham County Public Library's Summer Reading Program concluded July 17 and was declared as a success by head librarian Jennifer Ensley and assistant librarian Rachel Zook, who supervised the activity.
Opinion
By disposition, I am a weeper. My tears flow copiously when I think of slaves kidnapped, tortured, degraded and worked to death, miners massacred for unionizing, little Indian kids cruelly separated from their families and parents grief-stricken for sons and daughters killed in wars. Whatever my cardiac deficiencies may be,
News
So far the only energy it's generated is rhetorical. But if you're curious about the proposed methane gas plant near Ashland City and have the time it would take to earn a law degree, then Google “TVA Cheatham County” and read on.
Life
Benjamin Franklin had his proverb-laden “Poor Richard's Almanack.” Yours truly has his wise-cracking “E. Morris' Bon Mot Factory.” Here's a sampling: We learn so much from children. Yet we keep having them. Sometimes it takes a fire in the belly to melt the lead in
Life
If you're an empty nester as I am, you probably began taking stock as soon as your last kid left home about what you did right and wrong in child rearing specifically and in marriage generally. As old as I am — and I was there when the earth&
Life
THE BANJO IS A RUBE The banjo is a rube, long-necking into town and defensively keyed up to glib impertinence. It is the village infidel, wise-cracking the bowed heads, plucking from crinkled knees to tapping toes the Sunday zombies into sin. It is a guerilla, starved down to the desperate
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Life
“I sing the body electric,” said Walt Whitman. “I sing the body figurative,” says me. So stick with me. Have you ever noticed how many figures of speech — comparisons and descriptions — are based on parts of our bodies? Well I have. And because I have copious spare time and no
Life
As befits a romper room rock star, Velvet (“Miss Velvet”) Collier concluded her 25-year reign as the “Storytime lady” April 24 at the Kingston Springs Library to a packed house of young enthusiasts and their grateful parents. Well before the program started, pre-schoolers were roaming inquisitively around the room, many