Secrets Come to Light

Secrets Come to Light

For nothing is hidden that will not be made manifest, nor is anything secret that will not be known and come to light. -Luke 8:17 On a warm Sunday morning in December, I dressed appropriately and left the suburbs for downtown. I pulled into the crowded lot at First...

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Lay Back and Enjoy It

Lay Back and Enjoy It

"If you've been sexually harassed or assaulted write 'me too' as a reply to this tweet." —Alyssa Milano It has been a year since the release of my book, Kept in the Dark, where I shared not only my parents’ story regarding abuse but also confided that as a child, I...

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2017: My Year In Review

2017: My Year In Review

“You could feel the ground shifting in January when, a day after a man caught boasting about sexual assault was sworn in as president…” Entertainment Weekly This time last year I was anxiously counting down the days until the evening of my book launch for Kept in the...

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Home for the Holidays Part 5

Home for the Holidays Part 5

In 1985, Christmas changed forever in our home. My mother Joyce, the sun that my father and I orbited around, was gone. We still managed to put up a tree but honestly, no tinsel or blinking lights could replace the sparkle in my mother’s eyes. We no longer needed...

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Home for the Holidays Part 4

Home for the Holidays Part 4

My family opened the Mistletoe Shop, a year-round Christmas store, in 1979. My mother and I operated the store together until she passed away in 1985. It was an amazing experience leaving me with so many stories to share and a few that I better keep to myself! Having...

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Home for the Holidays Part 3

Home for the Holidays Part 3

I can remember three rules in the York home pertaining to Christmas. 1) Christmas lights had to be multi-colored. I’m not sure there were many options of light colors in the 1950s and early 1960s other than multi-colored. However, I do remember neighbors that used...

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Home for the Holidays Part 2

Home for the Holidays Part 2

I have always loved the iconic Christmas photo of me sitting in front of a sad looking Christmas tree with a record player along with a pair cowboy boots, (that I learned were a gift from family friends) at my side. The date on the black & white photo is 1955 and I...

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Home for the Holidays Part 1

Home for the Holidays Part 1

For many people, spending time with family and friends can make for joyful holidays. For others, it is a time of sadness when reflecting back to past holidays and loved ones that are no longer with us. But as holidays evolve, we are left to choose what effect they...

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The President and the Piano Teacher

The President and the Piano Teacher

"If you start with a bang, you won’t end with a whimper." —T.S. Eliot My family moved into a brand-new ranch-style home in 1957 in the West Meade area of Nashville just in time for me to start elementary school at Brookmeade. Two years later, I started taking piano...

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Mama a Rainbow

Mama a Rainbow

Please allow me to share an excerpt from my followup book, Songs from an Imperfect Life, which I plan to release in this coming spring. “Along with the part-time music director’s job at Carroll Street Chapel, I found a part-time retail position at Strobel’s Music Shop...

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Plans

Plans

Frustrated Architect is how I have often described myself, and yet, I am neither. But I do have a love for design and architecture that goes back as far as I can remember. I think that it really began to blossom during my pre-teen years when my parents were seriously...

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