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Chris’s collected works are a kind of patchwork quilt, stitched together from the fabric of his opinions, be they political or practical, his historical ponderings, personal anecdotes, genealogical forays, and vivid travelogues.

Each piece, no matter how small or seemingly incidental, contributes to the broader narrative of a man who has roamed far and wide, both across the world and the uncharted terrain of his own restless mind. Together, they form a portrait of a life spent in pursuit, of understanding, of connection, and, perhaps most of all, of a good story well told.

  • Dementia—A Thousand Cuts

    In September 2024, the author’s mother passed away at 82 after a battle with dementia, which gradually stole her memory and independence. The author reflects on the profound pain of witnessing her mother’s decline and the complexities of grief, finding solace in the unconditional love shared during her final days.

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  • Life, Love, Marriage & Parenting

    byChrisWhite – 2024 Life, love, marriage, and parenting; why it’s nothing less than the literary equivalent of War and Peace, except with more plot twists, fewer battlefields, and considerably more laundry. It demands virtues you didn’t even know were on the menu, and just when you think you’ve got the recipe figured out, you realize…

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  • Mom’s Obituary

    Mom’s Obituary

    byChrisWhite – 2024 Shirley Lucille Ragland – ShannonSeptember 11, 1942 – September 13, 2024 Shirley Lucille Ragland Shannon of Springfield, Tennessee, slipped peacefully from this life in her sleep on Friday, September 13th, 2024, at the age of 82. Born in the small town of Springfield, Tennessee, to James Henry Bond Ragland, a son of Kentucky…

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  • What’s In Poland? A Journal

    byChrisWhite – 2024 Ah, the eternal question: “What’s in Poland?” It’s a query we’ve been met with so many times now, we could set it to music, then hum it along with the sound of jet engines. Yes, we’re off on yet another expedition to a far-flung corner of the world, one that, to the…

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  • Gunfighting; By the Numbers

    Gunfighting; By the Numbers

    byChrisWhite – 2021 PART ONE: The Eye’s Have It In every profession, there is a moment, often quiet and unceremonious, when a person shifts from participant to practitioner. For me, it happened in a backyard, in Tennessee, with a pistol in my hand and an idea in my head that would not leave me alone.…

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  • High Times & Hard Times

    High Times & Hard Times

    The 23rd Judicial District covered five counties: Dickson, Cheatham, Houston, Humphreys, and Stewart. If you look at a map of Tennessee and find that odd little notch along the northern border—the one that juts into Kentucky between the Tennessee and Cumberland Rivers—that’s what we locals call “The Land Between the Lakes,” and it’s part of…

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  • Living Outside Boxes

    Living Outside Boxes

    “Pablo Picasso once said, “Every child is an artist, the problem is staying an artist when you grow up.” Creativity comes from peeling away the things which quintessentially make us adults, and instead, looking at situations and life from pure naiveté.”

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  • Power Brokers of Personality

    In the end, all we have is who we were.

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  • 100 Million Miles

    100 Million Miles

    “I’m comforted to know that no matter how far away you go, no matter how lost you seem to be, there’s a good chance you end up in exactly the right place.”

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  • Should We Be Here? Humanity’s Obituary.

    Not all the things I think about in my quiet moments are appropriate for every audience but there are a few thoughts I often have that I don’t mind sharing.

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  • This Little Piggy Went “Wa Wa Wa” All The Way Home

    “You’re the youngest of four; I just ran out of those things by the time you were born.”

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  • Life Is Short, Even On It’s Longest Days

    “We’re all getting old. Time is ticking for the 5 year old and it’s ticking for the 50 year old’s. Although the damn clock continues to tick, it also tocks and tock rhymes with rock so lets rock shall we?”

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