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WINGING IT FOR #LiveatHome: A soul-sister Appalachian pal sorta-kinda challenged me to record something straight to smartphone as part of the contagion social media movement afoot of Quarantine Performances. Here’s a first take from the John Lennon Memorial Studio of Appalachia.

THE JOY OF LITTLE THINGS, AND CARROTS, TOO: If we cannot feel joy in daily pandemic life at the moment, perhaps we can find some teensy joys in our shut-down experiences. as daily human interaction telescopes down to our living room couch. A contagion meditation on carrot videos, Falstaff and a ‘furiouser and furiouser’ ruling regime

DEAR DOUG REYNOLDS: We all let out a sigh of relief in the building when HD Media bought the Charleston Gazette-Mail. A West Virginia guy with deep pockets, if a middle-of-the-road, non-fire-breathing dragon sort. But still! A sort-of, quasi-liberal new owner, for one of America’s renowned, way-liberal, fire-breathing, storied small newspapers. But… did we get that wrong?

“WILD MOUNTAIN THYME,” via Scotland, West Virginia and the Quakers: In which we go deep on the gorgeous Scottish-Irish ballad “Wild Mountain Thyme and its faerie-filled backstory. And let you hear what this sweet ballad sounds like—twice. With thanks to Simon the Singer in a Quaker living room.

UP, UP and AWAY: NewYorkCityNotebook 2: I am standing on Times Square. Just arrived from out of the ground, like some gopher. Probably like most everyone else who is not a jaded New Yorker, my sense organs are in a state of stasis. Of overwhelm. Of a weird mixture of delight and alarm.

THE ARCHIVES: Ann Magnuson Channels David Bowie: Sometimes, nothing else will take your mind off crappy news of the day than Ann Magnuson channeling David Bowie. I’ve been combing through my old video archives and seeing what’s worth preserving and—as an old therapist liked to tell me—”lifting up” for your attention.

100 SECONDS’ of “Wild Mountain Thyme”: Here’s ‘100 Seconds’ worth of what can happen when you gather eight people in a Quaker living room and teach them a classic Celtic ballad while your smartphone is listening.

THE POET ON MY SHOULDER: I have decided I don’t need a shelf of poets in my life, right now. One, two or three—will do. But who? One’s for certain. I travel with him these days, tucked into a pocket of my rucksack.

MANHATTAN BLACK-AND-WHITE: NewYorkCityNotebook No. 1: Here are some black-and-white love letters from falling back in love with New York City, after a long time away and lifetimes ago, while still trying to say hello to David Byrne in person.

OTHER PEOPLE’S POETRY BREAK: W.H. Auden: When all the things you read sound like noise, propaganda or sales pitch come-ons (sometimes, all three at once), then it’s time turn to Other People’s Poetry, for a break. In this first of a series, Auden’s homage to fog.

PEOPLE I LOVE: Sister Mary Pellicane at 98: Sister Mary Pellicane has been at the business of being a nun—and being alive—a long while. On the occasion of her 98th birthday, meet this still feisty, still questing nun’s life story.

THE CHRISTMAS PEOPLE PUT THIS HAT ON ME: The Christmas People put this hat on me. A bright red hat with thick white fur. And a big ball that blocks one eye. So it begins.

WHAT HAVE YOU DONE WITH ALL THE JERKS?: What do you do when people act in a totally, unexpected, strange, unnerving manner in an age when civility is in the ER hooked up to an IV?

PAUL: A CHANCE ENCOUNTER: There’s a wheelchair and a guy in it at the end of the sidewalk. It’s an old chair, not those fancy Millenium Falcon chairs you see. An old guy, with skin weathered like an ancient saddle…

THE DECORATED WEST VIRGINIA MILITARY PILOT YOU’VE NEVER HEARD OF: The 10-year-old Joe Turner watched, dumbstruck, as the jet fighter raced up the Kanawha River and then UNDER a bridge. Now, that was a job to have.

MAY YOU FIND YOUR INNER PEZ ONCE MORE: A few words to our PEZ Family as we go our separate ways. And may you be full of PEZ again some day!

SNATCHGRIN: Prologue: Fans of fantasy and dragons, take note. Take a peak at the prologue of “SNATCHGRIN: Tales of Another Earth,” as Prince Follett and 500 archers of the Seven Kingdoms face their first encounter with the dread beast.

IT’S A CUBA THING: Take a trip to Havana and some Cuba-inspired music in the debut episode of “The Listening Room,” featuring troubadour Susan Werner.

THE DANCER IN THE HILLS: The back-to-the-land movement brought hosts of wannabe farmers and dreamers to West Virginia. It also brought a dancer who brought big dreams into the deep hills.

THE WEST VIRGINIA DISASTER THAT CHANGED COAL MINING: A half-century later, one of the worst labor disasters in American history still reverberates in the courts and in the lives of families of the 78 lost miners from a conflagration for which no one has ever been held responsible.

THE CLOUD PAINTER AND THE BERLIN MUSICIAN: Robert Singleton had settled on painting clouds. Then, he stopped, hollowed out by too many losses from helping dying friends through his training with Elizabeth Kubler-Ross. One day, a German musician stumbled on his site. And everything changed.

800 MILES TO GO BEFORE I SLEEP: What happens when you embark on a Parental Mission of Mercy to rescue your son’s broken-down car 800 miles away and bring it back in the same day without obliterating a schoolbus-load of church kids. NOTE: Don’t try this at home.

OUT OF THE HILLS OF ITALY: My brother’s shoe scuffed a piece of metal in the grass on a Calabrian hillside. He’d found a key, both literal and figurative, that opened the door to our grandfather’s house and to a rich and layered immigrant family’s life

THE CATHOLIC BOY AND THE FIVE-DOLLAR BILL: An extremely short story about an encounter with Abraham Lincoln and a pudgy Catholic boy on the streets of West Virginia’s capital city. With a cameo appearance by the Greek philosopher Diogenes.

PARADIGM SHIFTING: LAWRENCE FERLINGHETTI”S LIFE IN THE TRENCHES OF POETRY:  In this 1995 profile, poet Lawrence Ferlinghetti forecasts “the revenge of the white man” taking place in contemporary politics in 2018 while reflecting on an epochal career as a poet, artist and essential figure in the rise and spread of the Beat movement.

8 DAYS AFTER 9-11: AT A BUDDHIST RETREAT IN THE WEST VIRGINIA HILLS: The ruins still smoking, thousands dead and the henchmen of 9-11 on the run, how do you concentrate on your meditation cushion at a Buddhist forest monastery in the backwoods of West Virginia a week after the planes strike America a blow to its heart? “Bomb Afghanistan!” says the abbot.

ACCOMPANYING YOUR MOTHER AS SHE PREPARES TO LEAVE: She had the greenest of thumbs, a bright intellect and always dreamed of being the kind of writer that Toni Morrison, a contemporary, became. What to do when your mother — in the late stages of Alzheimer’s — is moving mutely toward her departure from this life.

BELFAST DIARY: HANGING WITH THE DALAI LAMA AFTER THE BOMBS FALL SILENT: Getting close-up and personal in Belfast, Ireland, with the Dalai Lama and Christian monk Father Lawrence Freeman as they talk peace after the bombs between Catholics and Protestants fall silent.

Photo: Indiana Public Media / Flickr

HOW THE PAWPAW WAS FOUND, GOT LOST AND WAS FOUND AGAIN: Pawpaws have been rediscovered and celebrated in a host of products from pawpaw beer to pawpaw popsicles. But how did the custardy fruit get forgotten since a pawpaw patch today might have been one cultivated ages ago by American Indians?

HOW MOUNT HOPE LIVED UP TO ITS NAME WHEN DESEGREGATION CAME TO TOWN: The black kids went to one school in tiny Mount Hope. The white kids went to another. But when the court order came to desegregate, a funny thing happened in the hills of West Virginia. The white kids were sent to the black school instead of the other way around. Historic things ended up happening.

THE NIGHT THE HOUSE CAME CRASHING DOWN AROUND ME: A portrait of the artist as a skinny kid attempting the impossible task of fixing the most important relationship in his life up to that point. While standing there in his pajama bottoms and t-shirt as the house began to shake.

800 MILES TO GO BEFORE I SLEEP: What happens when you embark on a Parental Mission of Mercy to rescue your son’s broken-down car 800 miles away and bring it back in the same day without obliterating a schoolbus-load of church kids. NOTE: Don’t try this at home.

ROUNDING UP A FATHER’S LIFE IN BITS AND PIECES: Fathers can be mysterious guys, especially if they were members of the Greatest Generation who didn’t talk about things like their ships being torpedoed in the Atlantic and whose go-to form of anger was volcanic utterance. But in the bits and pieces of a father’s life, I find the man he was.

YOU DIDN’T GO ONE-ON-ONE WITH THE ONE-ARMED BANDIT: The life of a journalist is filled with mundane daily tasks. Get the calendar edited. Rewrite a press release. Track down a source who isn’t returning e-mails. Then, you get to talk to Gary Mays. The West Virginia native, had his left arm shot off at age 5. What happened next was the stuff of legend and lore, complicated by the racism that likely defused a pro sports career.

DOCUMENTING THE OPIOID CRISIS IN NUMBERS AND FILM: The numbers of deaths, shattered families and communities are grim when it comes to the opioid crisis. But what happens next? In her Netflix documentary, “Recovery Boys,” Oscar-nominated documentarian Elaine McMillion Sheldon takes a look at the attempt by four young West Virginians to kick opioids by working on a farm in the West Virginia hills.

A SURPRISE ENCOUNTER WITH A SHRUNKEN REPLICA OF THE VIETNAM WAR MEMORIAL: What happens when you shrink Maya Lin’s Vietnam War Memorial down to a third its size, making a replica featuring all 57,661 names and then ship the thing across the country and bolt it together, say, one day beside the Ohio River? Oddly, the exact same thing that happens with the real thing in Washington, D.C.

THE CURIOUS CASE OF THE WEST VIRGINIA MYSTERY PAINTINGS: There is this old farmhouse in the heart of West Virginia. No one lives there anymore, but why is the door locked? That’s because there is an artistic and mysterious surprise upstairs on the second floor. And, wait… what’s that you say about a Dalton Gang connection to the work inside?

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