I’ve been thinking a lot about mothers lately. Two months ago, I received an email from StoryCorps notifying me that an interview I had conducted with my mom 13 years ago was now accessible in their online archives and part of the American Folklife Center at the Library of Congress in Washington, D.C. I was…
Author: Reese
Running and Racism
Found: Lost Words
On Sunday morning, April 28, 2019, my son, Henry, and I were driving home from church and heading to the store. On the side of the road, just off Camellia Boulevard in Lafayette, Louisiana, we saw what appeared to be a book or a notebook sitting on the side of the road, the pages fluttering…
The Name on the Sign
I’m cleaning up an exhaust valve with a bench grinder when my mechanic tells me this: There used to be this ol’ boy who worked for me. I had him cleaning the parts. One day he said to me, “Why do I have to be the one that gets greasy all the time?” I walked…