I think enough time has pass that I can now tell this story

Ashes I have written several times about different elements to this story, my father’s passing and my piece of sculpture, “Family Portrait:1963, but I’ve always left out this little nugget. I think enough time has passed that I can now tell this story. In August, 1997, my father passed away and he was cremated.  My … More I think enough time has pass that I can now tell this story

A good death

I remember getting the phone call in my classroom from my wife Jill;  “Martin, we need to go to the hospital.  Your dad has taken a turn for the worse.  We drove to the hospital as my brain started to realize that this was probably the start of the end.  My father had been diagnosed … More A good death

When Dallas was an island on the Blackland Praire

Standing here now…..you can’t see beyond the next street. This story is about the changing landscape. Not exactly the view I remember  as a child.  Right here at the end of the street of Hillsboro and Shiloh, our housing development ended and across the street there were barb wire fences and old family farm houses up … More When Dallas was an island on the Blackland Praire

Full Circle

A couple of weeks ago I had a really interesting day.  It started out like so many other days.  Got up, went to work at St. John’s Episcopal School where I have been teaching for 27 years,  went to chapel and then taught 1st period.  After 1st period I had arranged to take our 8th … More Full Circle

Frivolous Pursuits

Sir Winston Churchill, the great Prime Minister of England, who lead his country through WWII, when asked to cut arts funding in favor of the war effort, he simply replied, “then what are we fighting for?” Last week an artist from New Orleans wrote me the nicest comment on my recent blog called, The Gift … More Frivolous Pursuits