Saturday

bell buckle

I am from Bell Buckle, TN. I grew up there and my mother, grandparents, first cousins, Uncle John, Aunt Lulu, and brother and family all live there still -- within an eight block radius. My children and I spend a lot of time there.

Interestingly, all of us are actually transplants to Bell Buckle. Between 1976 and 1978, numerous members of my family moved there from other areas of the country (we are a tight knit bunch and like being around one another) and we've been there ever since.

It's a funky place and now, in response to a huge argument as to whether Bell Buckle should fall prey to strip malls and suburban sprawl, my Uncle John has launched a Bell Buckle newspaper, The Patriot-Commentator.

Check it out. It's grassroots journalism at its finest.

As Jello Biafra says, "be the media."

Thursday

mother, interrupted

I have a new Parent Imperfect column up here.

It's about one more way that divorce sucks.

Let me know what you think.

Katie

Monday

jane over fences

Here are some cute pix of my daughter Jane showing Susan Kuliasha's large pony, Chenille.

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