A formerly anon blogger, trying to make it honest
I know, it’s been awhile…
Things have been good, what can I say? I’ve been busy working and living life, as have we all. I just haven’t had the motivation to blog lately, obviously. But, my new job is great…I’m working for some big clients and enjoying it. It’s not perfect, but what job is? It’s definitely a good place for me to be in the path of my career – whatever that may be.
I’ve been super busy the past couple months otherwise, and actually don’t have a free weekend until the middle of June.

A few highlights of what I’ve been doing:
Dear sweet sweet 6lb 7oz baby Jesus laying in your manger, not knowing how to talk yet so omnipotent, thank you for making little baby AM all extra cute and shit, so cute the sweet dear white couple had to stop in their tracks and pick to adopt little AM and deliver from a life of rice and orphanage to a life of Lacoste and Ralph Lauren. Thank you baby Jesus.
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And, I must of course note that today marks the terrible “massacre” (I hate that word, but…) at Virginia Tech. The tragedy hit pretty close to home for me, since I went to school a mere 15 minutes away. The community is very small, and all very connected. My heart goes out to everyone down there, and I can’t imagine how those students feel, and I know it will take a long time to heal and recover from such a senseless act. For today, we are all Hokies.

One of my friends wrote this and I was touched by it, I hope you will be too.
I grew up not an hour from Blacksburg, where 30+ people today lost their lives at the whim of a senseless man. I spent four years in Radford, a 15-minute car ride from Virginia Tech.
Southwest Virginia has always been largely forgotten by the mainstream media, and even many Virginians from the more privileged northern and far eastern parts of the state. The CNNBCSPAN Blob only shows up when there’s bad news. We’ve kind of become our own state. I live in Northern Virginia now, not exactly by choice, but because it’s one of the few places in the country you’re nearly guaranteed to find a job.
Southwest Virginians don’t know what it’s like not to care about someone. We don’t care if you drive a rusty Merkur XR4Ti or a Maybach 57. Most of us have never met strangers. And we have a hard time adapting to places where murders barely make the B-block of a newscast. But we adapt all the same.
No doubt… this will be hard. Hard in a way no English word should have to describe.
Being the site of the worst shooting rampage in American history is a badge I do not want my home to bear. But it will bear it, and it will survive it.
We will heal from this horror, much as we have others: the torrential flood of 1985; Hurricane Hugo; the widespread unemployment stretching from Henry County to the coalmining country of Lee and Tazewell counties; the horrible corruption by public officials in Henry County; the shootings at the Appalachian School of Law; the murders committed by Earl Bramblett; and hopefully we’ll soon start to heal from the murder of the Short family in Oak Level. These events have all had different effects on different people, but we did not lie down and let the punches come.
Make no mistake, what happened today at Virginia Tech is by far the worst event in recent memory, but we will make it.
I write this from my house in Gainesville, roughly 30 miles outside of Washington, D.C., but my home is Southwest Virginia, the first place ever referred to by our founding fathers as “God’s Country.” As Pat Conroy wrote 20 years ago, your home is permanent press: it does not wash out. It is with this pride in the hard-working, God-loving people of my home that I assure everyone who reads this that my home will prevail, and we will inspire the rest of the state, the entire country, and the world to grieve, embrace, and remember.
Indeed, God bless us all: the people of all small towns, of all nations.
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Thank you for sharing what your friend wrote. It’s so hard to imagine making sense out of such a senseless act. But I very much appreciate this attempt to grasp what it might mean for a community.
Glad you are backed. Your entries are missed.
That was a beautiful post. It’s nice to know that–despite tragedy–there is a lot about life to be thankful for. And I LOVE the “Talledega Nights”-esque poem.
That’s a great picture of you and is definitely illustrative of how much better your posting has indicated that you are doing. Someone once told me that when *you* start doing as “life” wants you to be doing, in addition to being naturally so much happier, you’ll also find that the rest of the parts of your life will just fall into place and actually accelerate themselves. Sure seems like that applies enough for you.
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