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  • In the June Atlantic. Though he admires O’Connor’s skill, the reviewer strikes me as pretty obtuse; he seems to be one of those who just doesn’t get the essence of what she was doing. And now that I think about it, do many people who don’t already understand—i.e., Catholics and other Christians—really ever get O’Connor’s…

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  • Make “teenagers” singular instead of plural, and the title would serve for a memoir of my adolescence. And actually this is a bit of one. There was (still is) a railroad track about a hundred yards behind the house where I grew up, and there were still passenger trains. Though there was no proper station…

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  • One of my daughters had a bright idea for a Mother’s Day present: take Mom to the St. Mary’s Knights of Columbus Crawfish and Bluegrass Extravaganza. Dad was invited, too, fortunately, and had a great time. In case you don’t know, the crawfish (as you can see from the pictures turned up by Google’s image…

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  • A few days ago I was involved in an email disagreement, not entirely pleasant, about the meaning of the word “conservative.” One point of contention was my assertion that the word is useful even though its meaning is imprecise. The other party insisted that it must have a very definite, almost scientific or scholastic, meaning,…

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  • Deathbed Visions

    Rod Dreher has an interesting post about the death of his grandmother, and a remarkable thing that happened shortly before she died. Excerpt (“Helen” is his grandmother): My father phoned this afternoon after he and my mother returned from the hospital. He said something extraordinary had happened. Helen was wracked with pain, pain so intense…

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  • This is where my wife found the cartoons from which she extracted the chicken signature: Flannery O’Connor, Cartoonist. The one with the signature is actually down in the comments. Pre-TypePad http://js-kit.com/for/lightondarkwater.com/comments.js

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  • A Lovely Sight

    After complaining loudly that it was raining where I work but probably not where I live, twenty or so miles (about 30km) southeast, I came home tonight to see this: over three and a half inches (about 9cm) of rain in the rain gauge. Beautiful. Janet, you can keep the rest of the rain now.…

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  • MFOC as Chicken

    My wife is now reading the Flannery O’Connor biography discussed here a week or two ago. Being a visual sort of person, she wanted very much to see the the signature used by (Mary) Flannery O’Connor on the cartoons she published in her college newspaper, a chicken formed of the initials MFOC, which the book…

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  • Amazon has posted this list. I would expect that the number one pick would be a great surprise to most people; it was to me. I do think it’s a great album, but greatest? Well, not really. More than that, I was beginning to mutter with outrage that only two albums by John Coltrane are…

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  • Luther Allison, ”Watching You,“ also known as ”Cherry Red Wine“: If you don’t stop drinking that bad wine, baby, even the grass that grows on your grave will be cherry red. I’m not sending a message to anyone, I just like the song. In fact it’s a good drinking song. It’s a little over ten…

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