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Below you can listen to my reading of “Sanctuary,” a story in my novel-in-stories entitled Horseshoe. The catalyst for writing this piece probably first came the result of the death of a high school friend from cancer approximately fifteen years ago. I remember that there was a church service in relation to her illness. It wasn’t a service I attended, and I never talked with my friend or anyone else about what happened there. So the events of this story and the thoughts of the lead character are from my own imagination.
I was interested in the subject matter because of my interest in what it means to be a person who believes in God and what it means to pray. I also drew on my experiences of the death of my grandfather and father in law, both also from cancer. It’s a story I couldn’t have written ten years ago before I met my wife and learned what it is to live in the world with daughters. It’s a terrifying and wonderful experience. Music is by the Jeremy Vogt Band. “Sanctuary” first appeared in the literary journal Sakura and was published most recently by Cherokee McGhee Press.
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These seem to be the guidelines used by my six and three year old girls to pick basketball games:
- In general, pick teams located in states where family lives. According to the six year old, “There are a lot of Carolina teams.” With grandparents and extended family in Indiana and North Carolina, this means watch out for the Tar Heels, Irish, and Hoosiers in the tourney.
- We like to go to the beach, so Long Beach State is going to the elite eight. (Plus, Aunt Anne lives nearby.)
- For the five year old, two of the “First Four” game winners will advance to the second weekend.
- The three year old says “Cantucky” instead of “Kentucky.” Because Cantucky is very fun to say, she’s got them winning the national title.
My wife Megan deserves lots of credit. She clicked on the youngest’s picks and uncovered the nugget, “Cantucky.”
The youngest wanted to know, “What number am I on?” Instead of, “What number is on my jersey?”