GREG ROSS TAYLOR

“In Kentucky [or Tennessee, my addition] you could never see too far, since there were always mountains blocking the other side of your view, and it left you the chance to think something good might be just over the next hill. But out there on the plain it was all laid out right in front…

We’re moving today. We’re also closing on our house today. Driving to Tulsa tomorrow after sleeping the night with neighbors. So this is it for today–much to tape up and stuff in . . . and if Jill caught me posting a blog right now, she’d stop and calmly open her mouth toward me and…

What is it about airplanes that seems to compel people to drink tomato juice? Do these tomato connoisseurs drink the stuff at home? There’s always one or two people in earshot ordering tomato juice on flights. Am I missing something? Why don’t people ask this question at McDonalds? Ever look around at a restaurant and…

Friend and fellow Jinja mission team missionary, Ben Langford, did something that every missionary ought to do in order to endear themselves to their host culture, the families they will serve, and to learn language and life. He went to a village and stayed a week, built a hut, spewed language like a baby–as I…

Jacob said “everything is music . . . listen.” Then he kicked a ball. He held his hand on his ear and pointed to the air conditioner, the birds singing. “There’s patterns.” This is a kid with a mathmatical and musical mind. It’s fascinating to watch. I told him, “God’s given you a good mind.…

I picked this quote up from the introduction to the documentary, “The Stone Reader.” All good books have one thing in common–they are truer than if they had really happened, and after you’ve read one of them you will feel that all that happened, happened to you and that it belongs to you forever: the…

My good friend, John Ogren, introduced me–really introduced me–to Springsteen. Sure, I’d heard of him and heard him, but John helped me really hear this master who we call the Boss. I love his rating system, which he applies to the new CD, “Devils and Dust,” an album done without the E Street Band. Here…

After eight days of being unplugged and two weeks off blogging, with more clear-headed and fresh-from-vacation clarity, I had a great laugh at this today: Dixie the Tiny Dog by Peter Himmelman