Maybe we need different places for different phases of our lives. Maybe cherished places remain alive inside us even if we have to move on—our attachment to the earth not thinned, but widened.
~Deborah Tall , “From Where We Stand: Recovering a Sense of Place” ~
I asked my father, who in the Second World War was Sergeant Erwin A. Thompson, “I” Company, 36th Armored Infantry Regiment, First Army to write a post honoring Pearl Harbor Day. My father is a man who served in that war and still has scars around his scrapnel wounds to prove it. I know, because…
“Beneath the poetry of the texts, there is the actual poetry, without form and without text.” –Antonin Artaud, poet, essayist, playwright, actor & director
In just a few days I’m making a huge move in my life and where I live. I’ll be moving from Lake County in Northern California to St. Louis, Missouri where I’ll just be an hour away from my father. Pop, 91, lives just across the river in SW Illinois, about 6 miles upriver from…
My father Erwin A. Thompson, grandson of E. A. Riehl, writes fondly of Lee Maupin, his boyhood neighbor…and how Pop changed the course of Lee’s life…with a big boost from my Great Aunt Mim. Lee is gone now. And the farm is completely changed. Pop and I still visit Kay Maupin up in Otterville. Kay…
The biggest throw-your-hat-up-in-the-air news on May 8, 1945 was VICTORY IN EUROPE – GERMANY SURRENDERS! Click here to go to a site where you can hear a live report from Edward R. Murrow of CBS news standing in Piccadilly Circus in London”amidst a crowd of jubilant Britains celebrating the end of the war”. Go to…
Crazy Ali Poet of Turkey Photo by Marcy Burns An unexamined life is not worth living. —Socrates An examined life is worth curating. —Janet Riehl Like a museum curator chooses what to put in the exhibit and where to put it, we all choose where and when and with whom to place the events that…