LETTERS

Dear Winn – 16 July 2016

Dear Winn: I’m so glad that you and your beautiful family have been on vacation this week. And I didn’t see any live tweeting or Facebook photos until the one yesterday when y’all were on top of Cadillac Mountain. In other words, you spent your time with each other instead of the rest of us.…
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Dear Winn – 13 June 2016

Dear Winn: I thought about writing you yesterday. It felt like a day when I needed to talk to a friend. But I couldn’t muster the strength. I couldn’t. I didn’t keep the television on all day or anything like that, but I did check my Twitter feed from time to time to track how…
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Dear Winn – 15 May 2016

Dear Winn: In your last letter you mentioned we would write again when the urge strikes. Well, it has struck, and I write to you on this Sunday morning in Colorado that resembles something from a postcard of Seattle, all fog and gray-drear. I’ve felt that way lately about life in our country – all…
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Dear Winn – 18 April 2016

Dear Winn: Thanks for the reminder that Lent may be 40 days but Easter’s 50. I don’t like to give a season too much power, but this Lent felt relentless. There have been some brighter spots since Easter broke, and I’m mucho thankful.   The big news around here is that Sarah has decided to…
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Dear Winn – 26 March 2016

Dear Winn: Your last letter took me back to far too many Holy Week weekends where I felt that pressure to deliver the goods. I can even remember a certain church member telling me one Easter Sunday pre-service, “Today’s when you earn the money, preacher.” I never liked that church member, always thought he was…
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Dear Winn – 18 March 2016

Dear Winn: Thanks for your letter. I truly loved what you wrote about Seth, how he wants to eat the same food and to visit the same places every time the two of you head to a Clemson game. I believe that sense of constancy is one of the things our children most want from…
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Dear Winn – 10 March 2016

Dear Winn: It was so good to be in your presence last weekend, to see your face, and to hear your voice. It doesn’t seem like that was a week ago today. Man, time zips. And yes, I did think it sorta strange we were in Conroy country when he died. There were a couple…
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Dear Winn – 25 February 2016

Dear Winn: Manure on the barn boots. I like that. I like that a lot. That there are physical indicators of where you’re from and what you do, and those speak volumes as to who you are. Every once in a while someone will ask me, “Do I hear traces of a Southern drawl?” I’ll…
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Dear Winn – 21 February 2016

Dear Winn: Thanks for your letter. To think of you and Miska and your good boys traipsing around Acadia and Prince Edward Island fills me with such happiness. I’m thankful you have the vision to set out for haunts like that. You’re etching memories into your boys’ brains, and days far into the future those…
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Dear Winn – 17 February 2016

Dear Winn: I loved the piece Ginsberg wrote about Scalia. I needed to hear that too. I really did.   In your last letter you wrote “I wish I had words to describe the estrangement I feel from the dominant storylines in our world.” Thanks for that line. Man I feel that too. I confess…
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