CMM 20th Anniversary with Cindy Morgan
10/04/24 10:30 PM Filed in: Life
Tonight was the 20th anniversary of Church Multiplication Ministries. It was founded by Dr. Tom Wood1 who we know through church. The event was held at Union Hill Park in Alpharetta. Food was catered by Feed the Well and music was by Home By Dark with special guest Cindy Morgan. In addition to her 14 Dove awards, her novel "The Year of Jubilee" is a finalist for the 2024 Christy Award.
Christy is special to me. In her acknowledgments, Catherine Marshall wrote:
Dr. W. R. Felts was my father.2 I hope she wins!
Christy is special to me. In her acknowledgments, Catherine Marshall wrote:
... to Dr. William R. Felts of Washington, D.C., for medical details; ...
Dr. W. R. Felts was my father.2 I hope she wins!
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[1] A review of his book "Vital Grace" is here.
[2] Video biography here, article in People Magazine here, dad and Truman Capote here.
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Mom and Me
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Date unknown. Location is probably 3401 N. Piedmont St. in Arlington, VA. But I don't recognize the black railing behind me.
Grandparent's Breakfast: Liam
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Today was Grandparents Day at Hannah's pre-school.
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The colors, man, the colors!
08/12/24 09:46 AM Filed in: Life
My brother, Tom, was a fan of stoner humor in the early 70's. I remember the phrase "The colors, man, the colors!" from one of his albums1. Fifty plus years later, it has become more than a funny line. I have aphantasia. When I close my eyes I don't see color. I don't see anything. I cannot mentally envision a "red apple" nor can I "see" my wife's face.
It was a somber mellow. It wasn't the upbeat gaiety of a gin and tonic. But the colors! After several hours, when I closed my eyes I could see a living kaleidoscope of all the colors. I couldn't deliberately bring an image to mind, but I could see color replays of visual media I had recently watched. I was as if there was a dome inside my head in which images were projected and I was outside the dome (but still inside my head) watching the show. I can dream in color, but this was far more vivid.
[1] I suspect it was Cheech and Chong, but ChatGPT4o is of no use in locating the source.
It was a somber mellow. It wasn't the upbeat gaiety of a gin and tonic. But the colors! After several hours, when I closed my eyes I could see a living kaleidoscope of all the colors. I couldn't deliberately bring an image to mind, but I could see color replays of visual media I had recently watched. I was as if there was a dome inside my head in which images were projected and I was outside the dome (but still inside my head) watching the show. I can dream in color, but this was far more vivid.
[1] I suspect it was Cheech and Chong, but ChatGPT4o is of no use in locating the source.