An Empty Storefront, and a Heart Full of Memory

On mornings when I’m walking Daisy, and on evenings when Dennise and me are out to dinner here, I think about these empty storefronts on Lowest Greenville. Despite the teaming life on Lowest Greenville right now, these spots are empty. They are the place where the old Poor David’s Pub used to be, owned by […]

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The Judge Swears In the Council

Add another to the list of fun and amazing places/things we get to go… Today, The Judge had the high, ahem, honor of swearing in the Mayor and City Council at an elaborate ceremony at the Myerson Center. So great to see so many family, political, and personal friends. So proud of Dennise. Blessings to […]

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We Were In Elvis’ Building

Now it can be told….The Judge had the high honor of doing a wedding for the Rangers’ Elvis Andrus, and his fiance, Cori Feebles. This was a secret that we had to keep quiet for weeks. Weeks! Can you imagine?! I didn’t tell a soul. Promise. When Dennise told me me that one of the […]

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We Did Not Ask For This Room

“We did not ask for this room or this music. We were invited in. Therefore, because the dark surrounds us, let us turn our faces to the light. Let us endure hardship to be grateful for plenty. We have been given pain to be astounded by joy. We have been given life to deny death. […]

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800

This, right here, is officially the 800th entry for “When EF Talks.” It’s a little hard to fathom, really. That’s a heck-of-a-lot ‘o writing over a heck-of-a-lot ‘o years.   By the numbers, we’ve had almost half a million reads (460,190, to be exact…) during that time. Eight hundred entries. 460,000 reads.(1) Wow… So, let […]

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Remnant

On the homestretch of a very long 48 mile ride today. Left out of the house far too early this morning, because the forecast said it would rain around noon. But, the sky seems to be clearing and so I feel ripped off for leaving my warm bed and wife so early this morning. My […]

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One Last Look, Before You Leap

I can’t tell you what my friend Tom Prasada-Rao meant when he wrote his song, “Maria.” I’ve probably heard him play it a couple of dozen times, and listened the recording a ton more than that. But I can tell you what the chorus means to me, and what I’ve known it would mean to […]

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These Rooms

We take Maria to college tomorrow. All week, I’ve been posting links to songs that speak to me in this moment of transition and change for all of us. Here’s another, very personal one. Many years ago, I wrote a song for Maria. It was recorded and released years ago. But I put down a […]

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Written Down in Blood and Ink

“Place these words I’m speaking on your heart and in your very being. Tie them on your hand as a sign.” Deuteronomy 11:16 I pulled the trigger. I got my tattoo. As I’ve been threatening to do for months now, I got the words “Fear Not” in Biblical Greek inked on my left inside forearm. […]

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Our Little Campaigner

So, this just happened… Dennise just posted this to Instagram. It’s quite a “moment in time,” what just happened. Maria can barely remember a time in her life when she hasn’t been campaigning for her Mom. As you can see in the top pic, that yard sign she’s holding was almost bigger than her, the […]

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