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“It’s never too late to become who you want to be. I hope you live a life that you’re proud of, and if you find that you’re not, I hope you have the strength to start over. — F. Scott … Continue reading
A Southernism, Monday, December 18, 2023
“Christmas in the South means a creamy bowl of rum and bourbon-based eggnog and a rich array of cakes and candies: coconut cake, white fruitcake, bourbon ball candies, and sugary divinity candies topped with pecans.” —Eugene Walter, writing in “American … Continue reading
This Week’s Southernism, Monday, October 9, 2023
“The dream which built America was the dream of a land where every man could believe what he wanted to believe and advocate what he wanted to advocate, and still be safe from the anger of those who disagreed.” … Continue reading
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This Week’s Southernism, Monday, September 11, 2023
“Louisiana in September was like an obscene phone call from nature. The air—moist, sultry, secretive, and far from fresh – felt as if it were being exhaled into one’s face. Sometimes it even sounded like heavy breathing.” —Tom Robbins … Continue reading
This Week’s Southernism, Monday, August 21, 2023
“Men’s stiff collars wilted by nine in the morning. Ladies bathed before noon and after their three o’clock naps. And by nightfall were like soft teacakes with frosting from sweating and sweet talcum. The day was twenty-four hours long, but … Continue reading
This Week’s Southernism, Tuesday, August 8, 2023
“The month of August had turned into a griddle where the days just lay there and sizzled.” —Sue Monk Kidd, The Secret Life of Bees Photo: Deborah Fagan Carpenter
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This Week’s Southernism, Monday, July 17, 2023
“I have only to break into the tightness of a strawberry, and I see summer—its dust and lowering skies.” — Toni Morrison, The Bluest Eye Photo: Deborah Fagan Carpenter
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This Week’s Southernism, Monday, July 10, 2023
“I do not want to livein a world without butterflies.Without the intricate eyes and velvety wings,graceful splashes of color dancing on the breeze.Airy, delicate keepers of hope.Metamorphic symbols of change, growth, maturation.… I do not want this worldwithout the butterflies.I … Continue reading
This Week’s Southernism, Monday, May 22, 2023
“It’s a shame that the only thing a man can do for eight hours a day is work. He can’t eat for eight hours; he can’t drink for eight hours; he can’t make love for eight hours. The only thing … Continue reading
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This Week’s Southernism, Monday, May 15, 2023
“I hadn’t been out to the hives before, so to start off she gave me a lesson in what she called ‘bee yard etiquette’. She reminded me that the world was really one bee yard, and the same rules work … Continue reading
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