The honor guard carrying my grandfather’s coffin continued toward the center of the chapel. The simple things he had taught
Author: Father Dabney
Knight Passes, The Gathering
My mother loved her father dearly, and so she was always reserved in disclosing information about him. She kept many
Proclamation with Exclamation!
It is commonly accepted that our ideas, our resolves, are not acceptable, not palatable in this present age. Regardless, they
Traveler’s Past…
Snapping and cracking,On the clearest cold day.With colors arranged,In the most orderly array. Shamelessly high,Red, white, and blue.Proud are they
The Empire Cracked!
It all happened as we knew it always would, the egg was too long in boiling water, neglecting the correct
Seven Years Later
It’s been seven years and many things have changed, the war on the South, our people, continues unabated. Identity Dixie
Cotton Pillow
Southern Poetry
Greetings and Salutations, Southern Style
Along with my new strategy toward gardening, which you can read about in my previous article, I’ve been re-examining my
Getting Dirty, a Gardener’s Tale
There is an instinct in every Southerner, at least those of any quality of breeding, and it is that we long
Keeper of the Fire
For many particular reasons, I felt the strong urge to get away from the urban sprawl that had been creeping