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Woodlief, Tony

Intolerant mercy

Most of us have never endured war amidst our homes and so we can only imagine, if we care to, the terror that drives...

In my dying time

So I’ll just begin with an admission that I know it’s crazy and macabre and most certainly narcissistic. What I’ve been doing in my...

Single-minded

Maybe you’ll like my latest Image essay, about the struggle for single-mindedness among we sophisticated, double-minded types. Here’s an excerpt: “The soul will follow the...

Dance For Your Life

The thing is, I lied about being able to dance when I was courting my wife. How often do people dance any more? Sure,...

Sand in the Gears: Death in Charleston

Tonight I made my way home through rain driven from a shrouded sky. It struck the scorched asphalt, and everywhere was steam. I remembered...

Letters to camp

My youngest boys, Isaac and Isaiah (10 and 7), depart today for a week-long summer camp, which is a cause for excitement on their...

The poor fisherman

From my latest essay at the Image Good Letters site: I am a tense and irritable man with occasional bouts of cheerfulness tempered by fatalism....

The Two Lists

Seven-year old Isaiah found a small desk in the back of our garage and claimed it. “I want to paint it red,” he said....

Legos in the Deep

Like many, I passed this spring through Lent. It felt longer than in past years, because there has been a kind of Lenten work...

Cantering to the gas chamber

A society doesn’t capsize all at once; it leans by degrees. It tilts, and the opinion mavens who are its deckhands rush about reassuring...
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