Category: death

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“Life’s an exercise in making memories”: Our Sustained Existence

I first read Ram V and Filipe Andrade’s The Many Deaths of Laila Starr back in 2022, and immediately fell in love it with it. I recently picked up it back up and reread it. During this read through, I kept thinking about the ways that death impacts all of us and the ways that memory sustains us, topics I have been looking at fairly often over … Read More “Life’s an exercise in making memories”: Our Sustained Existence

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Ciao Giovanni

A few months ago, I received an email from a colleague and mentor. In the email, he did as he always does, asked how I was doing and putting me first. He was reaching out to see if I had a copy or information about an image that he planned to use or reference in an upcoming book. I saw the email but didn’t … Read More Ciao Giovanni

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A Tribute to Bill

A few weeks ago, the Lillian E. Smith Center lost Bill Watts, an important member of our community. Here is a tribute I wrote about Bill. The Lillian E. Smith Center on Screamer Mountain is a spiritual space. It’s a patch of land with a history deeply connected with the Civil Rights Movement. It’s a space of community and bonding, a space where humanity … Read More A Tribute to Bill

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2022 Year in Roundup: Part II

Over the past few years, Interminable Rambling has grown by leaps and bounds. Starting a couple of years ago, I added Medium to the blog, posting both here and on my my own site interminablerambling.com. I did this to, among other things, increase readership, and it has done just that. From about 2018 to 2020, the main website had about 40–45k views per year. That number skyrocketed … Read More 2022 Year in Roundup: Part II

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Death is Love

At the start of the pandemic, we’d go walking around the neighborhood in the evenings. When we got a dog that summer, we’d take him for walks through the streets, past houses with people we didn’t know. We’d take different paths on our walks, and one of the paths we took would carry us down a hill past a white home that sat on … Read More Death is Love