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Election Day 2016 from America’s Couch: A live blog
4:15am He came out of an indigo curtain, his buttons undone, his red tie hanging outside an open coat. The music was something out of a Hollywood exposition scene, neither dramatic nor any way...
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Hey…I didn’t write that…
Some quick background: A few weeks back, I wrote a column for the Greenville Journal about something that had been on my mind. I missed The Handlebar. I know, it’s a tired complaint by this point, but...
View ArticleMirrors & Mountains
My phone was on the bathroom counter while I brushed my teeth in front of the mirror. I stood there studying myself in the most mundane and unattractive of moments. My phone lit up with a text message...
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Meals, Mugs, and me
Mr. John opened his door. I never know when he’s coming. Sometimes it takes a minute. Sometimes I have to call to make sure he heard me knock. Thursday, it was as if he had been waiting on me. “Well,...
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American sunrise
They called it Freedom Day, and I was skeptical. That’s what I’ve learned to become in my four decades on this planet. I was taught to feel pride. I was taught to feel exceptional. I was taught to feel...
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Charity Worley: Tragedy compounded
“Nothing was normal that morning.” That’s what Linda told me one spring day around lunch time as she thought back to the little details of the last time she saw her daughter Charity alive. On a normal...
View ArticleAmerican Just Desserts
It was a duplex in a mid-1990s tract home neighborhood where all the siding was the same color and an old folks home sat 50 yards off the back porch. We had a concrete slab as a patio, a triangle of...
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Atlas mugged
I have to imagine what it’s like to live in a house with one bathtub and eight other people. I have to imagine a home that’s not even 30% of the size of the one I live in with my wife and sons—the one...
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The Grizzly Ate Your Baby
Several years back, my buddy and I made a wrong turn on the way to Virginia. Appalachia is the kind of place with towns called Tightsqueeze, so you’ll understand that any wrong turn is the kind of...
View ArticleIntroducing Murder, etc.
If you have been a reader of Rapid Eye Reality since I launched it in 2001, you likely have been curious why I suddenly stopped writing here. Put simply, I have dedicated every bit of my spare time to...
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