The vikings beat longswords on their shields and erupted into a battle cry. Like the tide pouring in, the warriors rushed from their...

Nothing moves me the way organ music does.  On Sunday, I had the privilege of hearing one of the last songs of the great Schantz pipe...

I moved to Central Virginia in August of 2015 for my freshman year of college. We took two cars—my 2002 Honda Civic named Florence and my...

People haunt us long after they leave us. Mom and I just returned from Helena, Montana. We took a quick trip to celebrate my cousin’s...

I didn’t know if I would post a blog this week. I haven’t had much time for writing outside of work, and my creative well is dry—in part...