Family Histories: You are EPIGENEIC, and you never knew.

Welcome to Family Histories, a series of guest posts by some of my favorite bloggers in which they explore family . . . and history. The families and the histories are sometimes the writers’ own and sometimes not. Joining us today to share his fascinating study of genetic memory is the writer PAUL WHITE. Please…

ART: Rain Storm, Union Square by Childe Hassam

“Are the days of winter sunshine just as sad for you, too? When it is misty, in the evenings, and I am out walking by myself, it seems to me that the rain is falling through my heart and causing it to crumble into ruins.” Gustave Flaubert

“One turns to me his appealing eyes- poor boy! I never knew you, Yet I think I could not refuse this moment to die for you, if that would save you.” Walt Whitman

GIVING A FACE TO CIVIL WAR STATISTICS CIVIL WAR GRAVES LEAKING TOXINS Beat! beat! drums!-blow! bugles! blow! Make no parley-stop for no expostulation, Mind not the timid-mind not the weeper or prayer, Mind not the old man beseeching the young man, Let not the child’s voice be heard, nor the mother’s entreaties, Make even the…

Reasons I’m Still Not Writing

When I wake up to this I tend to linger a little longer in the yard. Even the turkeys spend more time on their “deck.” Before it gets too hot and guests arrive I pickle and can beets (my sister loves them so I grow and preserve them for her visits). The guests arrive and…