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Author Archives: Marshall Ramsey
It is what it is
Judging by my Facebook feed, most of us are going through the five stages of grief because of this damn virus: Denial, anger, bargaining, depression and acceptance. I know I am. I have flirted with anger, felt depression’s hot breath … Continue reading
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When You Can Smell New Orleans
Many years ago, Joe White and I walked out of the employee entrance to The Clarion-Ledger. I’m not sure where we were headed, but I’d imagine it was to the Thai House for lunch. It was a spring day and … Continue reading
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Illumination
Christmas and Easter were the big days in my childhood church-going experiences. Christmas was a Christmas-Eve communion — grape juice and homemade bread. I was a kid and was more interested in Santa than the baby Jesus but I went … Continue reading
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One COVID-19 number we want to grow
According to recent data, Mississippi currently has the highest COVID-19 hospitalization rate in the nation, at 31%. That’s 11% higher than what we originally told. That’s because of a combination of reasons: High co-morbidities (Obesity, diabetes, heart disease, immune issues, … Continue reading
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An Interview with Grandma
Studio lights burn bright. In one chair, a middle-aged man sits and in the other chair is what appears to be a ghost of an older woman. She has a slight glow. Cameras roll. The interviewer begins the intro: “Good … Continue reading
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Rising forces of nature
Within walking distance from where I am sitting, there are homes underwater. The Pearl River is near its third-highest crest, resulting in areas seeing water that haven’t seen it in over a quarter of a century. This is not just … Continue reading
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In pursuit of the Good. 3/17/2020
I have a little Bible app and every morning, I write down the daily passage and reflect on it in a little notebook I have. It’s usually a page or two. This morning’s was Galatians 6:9 — “So let’s not … Continue reading
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The day I started hating the sound of rain
The day I started hating the sound of rain was October 15, 1994. That’s the day that remnants of a Pacific hurricane parked itself over the Houston, Texas metro area. The sky opened up and dumped 25 inches on Conroe, … Continue reading
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Feed your dog
Sometimes you can work your ass off and its not enough. I know, it’s frustrating right? You crawl home and don’t even have the energy to clean the kitchen. Even the dog wonders if she is going to get dinner. … Continue reading
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