Have you ever had a moment of inexplicable sorrow? Have ever you visited a place, then left, but it refused to leave you?   Though I’ve lived in Atlanta for nearly 30 years, the northwest quadrant of the city is mostly foreign to me. It is mostly residential, and I knowContinue Reading

I spent my early childhood in rural southwest Virginia. Fifteen-cent chili dogs are one of the fondest memories of my childhood. There were two places to get good ones (as far as I knew at age six). The first was the “Friendly Inn,” run by a friend of the familyContinue Reading

Looking through a viewfinder somehow changed my perspective. It’s difficult to explain how or why. In fact, I don’t think I can. What gives a situation or a scene or a thing significance? Why does a collection of objects or a location caught at a specific point in time haveContinue Reading