Daphne Butler’s big, warm laugh is sweeter than a summertime peach. It’s warmer than a steaming mug of hot chocolate on a snowy day. It’s more colorful than the changing leaves in fall, and more cheerful than the first daffodils of spring. That…
Todd Jones is a man of faith and a man of action. This weekend he was also a man about town, accompanying lovely wife Connie to the Nashville Public Library’s Literary Award Gala and Patrons Party. The back-to-back evenings honoring…
So said Perry Wallace on March 8th, 1970, to young Tennessean reporter Frank Sutherland the day after Wallace played his last basketball game at Vanderbilt. That interview made front page news the day the story ran: Wallace had been a…
On a rainy Saturday, Gary Shockley likes to read. He also likes to get in a run and work in the yard (“there’s always something”). On a sunny Saturday, the same – only drier. What is it about the yard…
Keith Meacham, co-chair of this year’s Literary Award Gala, read Presumed Innocent on a beach trip in 1988. It was her first Scott Turow novel, and she was in for a surprise. “It must have just come out in paperback around then,…
Pepper wanted to carve a pumpkin. I told her, “No, you’re only 4 months old. I don’t think you’re ready for that.” For a moment, her spirits sank and her head hung low. Then she looked at me with those puppy…
Many long years ago, when Gus and I were dating, we went to a Halloween costume party hosted by the Carolina law student association at a fine establishment on Franklin Street. Gus was extremely proud of his costume. In black…
Picture a luscious, grown-up Goldilocks and you’ve got a starting point for Karlen Garrard. Her thick golden curls are always beautifully coiffed – or pulled back – and she has a vibrant curiosity and sweetness that I find a rare…
Bags of Halloween candy already bought and eaten? Check. (Milky Ways get me every time. Followed in short order by 100 Grands and Twix.) If you need something else to satisfy your sweet tooth – and spook you a little, too…