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Monthly Archives: April 2014
In Kentucky.
25-Apr-14The Berry Center, New Castle, Kentucky.
24-Apr-14Al Quţayfah We followed the road, US 421, which was narrower, with more twists and turns, than any other federal highway I had ever seen, more a byway than highway. We followed a creekbed and got off the rolling hills into relatively flat country. We were in northern Kentucky, and it was beginning to look, as it […]
A Richmond Hill Landmark in the News.
22-Apr-14It’s nice to see the great Red Oak of White Hill getting some press – it was mentioned in today’s Times blog. The tree – which they’re calling the “Robin Hood Oak” – fell in that storm that sent a tornado through Brooklyn in 2010 – was the most magnificent tree I have seen growing in city […]
Into Rural Kentucky.
22-Apr-14Wednesday had been appointed as the departure date from Lexington: Catherine would be starting Easter break, and she could then drive me down to the Gulf and leave me there with my bike. But Catherine got off work and the truck was not yet ready. I had come up with an alternative plan: we would […]
When I had first pulled into the transmission place in Lexington, I will confess that I felt a thrill of Providential Comfort, the sense we have from time to time that our decisions are being guided by a benevolent Power, and may be settled into with confidence. Whether this is truly an inkling of divine […]
Lexington, Kentucky.
21-Apr-14I had been to Lexington once before, when in high school. The university is home to something called the “Tournament of Champions,” which is something like the World Series of Poker for high school debate geeks. Nevertheless I really did not know what to expect from Lexington. I remember liking a song in high school […]
From Winter Into Spring.
21-Apr-14Lexington, Kentucky.
I pulled into the transmission place. A young man with gentle eyes and a baseball cap covering a curly mullet was behind the counter: I liked him immediately. I told him the honest story: I was coming down from the Catskills in New York; had lost the clutch on the truck; it had 265,000 miles […]
The Beginning of the Disasters.
20-Apr-14Lexington, Kentucky gaped out its windows on the 15th of April at the half-inch of snow which had fallen in the night. The crab-apple blossoms and cars had lost their colors in the white and gray. I sighed. I had brought the winter down with me. Yesterday the girls were all walking around in short […]
John Muir in Chicago.
17-Apr-14John Muir, at the age of 29, not having much in his daily life to hold him back, set off from Indianapolis southward to see what he called the “hot gardens of the sun.” He walked through Kentucky, over the Smoky Mountains into Georgia, and down to the west coast of Florida, where he got […]