Sally Thomas

Word.(Actually, I’m not making fun of this. It’s beyond sad. It’s way beyond sadder than Arlington Cemetery . . . . Continue Reading »

A reader commenting on Jody’s bed post — so to speak — remarked that those tree-bed hybrids he was writing about looked like furniture for Rivendell. Rivendell, of course, is the holy valley of J.R.R. Tolkien’s Lord of the Rings. That is, Tolkien never uses the word holy: . . . . Continue Reading »

That’s all the time you’ve got, folks, to bid on this “ABSTRACT MODERN GOD METAL ART WALL SCULPTURE RELIGIOUS.”Now, I am puzzled. In a piece which bills itself as “abstract,” can you have a recognizable figure such as a cross? I am relieved, however, to discover . . . . Continue Reading »

Picking up where we left off.Smith County, Tennessee, where we stopped for gas and lunch, was the scene of some unplanned evangelizing on our part. That is, I don’t know that we evangelized anyone, exactly, so much as simply engaged in pleasant and informative conversation. Possibly the people . . . . Continue Reading »

Today’s our Latin Mass day. Typically we go to Mass at noon, and then we stay at church all day, because there’s Holy Hour at six, and friends of ours who drive an hour to Mass don’t bother to go home in between services. They bring picnic lunches and schoolwork and make a day of . . . . Continue Reading »

Our reader Titus has corrected my erroneous impressions regarding the presence of a sign along I-40, somewhere at the western end of Tennessee, featuring an image of Saint Michael the Archangel. A fanciful traveler at the best of times, I had assumed that there was a truck stop at the bottom of . . . . Continue Reading »

Some days ago, I promised you all an account of our adventures on the road between here and Memphis, and you know how I hate to keep people waiting. There is much that I could tell you about the state of Tennessee, admitted to the Union in 1796, a hundred years before Utah, for example, attained . . . . Continue Reading »

All right, ladies and gentlemen. It’s time to get serious. Jody has shared a church with us.I have shared a lot of churches with us.Does anyone else out there have a church to share with us? Anyone? Anyone? Jody suggested collecting prettiest and ugliest churches, but perhaps we could come up . . . . Continue Reading »

Move over, O McLeansboro, Illinois. Move right on over. Join me now, gentle reader, from the air-conditioned comfort of your computer desk, for a stroll around my hot, dry little North Carolina town, replete as it is with churches of many vintages. We’ll start at the COVNTY COVRT HOVSE. The . . . . Continue Reading »

But unfortunately, her besetting sin is sloth. Either that, or she’s a Platonist. The Platonic House! Cleaner than any house could ever be in reality! Meanwhile, the cave is set to receive more out-of-town company today . . . Jody’s brush posts remind me that we have here, at this blog, . . . . Continue Reading »