Lindsey Williams - Feature Stories

The House by the Side of the Road

Sat, 9 Jul 2011 06:14:05 -0500

There are hermit souls that live withdrawn In the peace of their self-content. There are souls, like stars that swell apart, In a fellowless firmament. There are pioneer souls that blaze their paths Where highways never ran. But let me live by the side of the road And be a friend to man.

Abou Ben Adhem and the Angel

Sat, 9 Jul 2011 06:09:03 -0500

Abou Ben Adhem (may his tribe increase) Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace
And saw, within the moonlight of the room, Making it rich, and like a lily in bloom,
An angel writing in a book of gold. Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold.

How to Write Your Epitaph

Sat, 9 Jul 2011 06:16:32 -0500

I can't believe Dear Abby has retired from the advice column business. I thought she was immortal.
She and I came aboard the daily Charlotte Sun 13 years ago. She was the most widely syndicated columnist in the country. I was retired from the Journalist Syndicate of Ohio with its 24 clients and writing editorials for the largest county newspaper to taper off a half-century of writing to deadline.
"Abby" was short for Abigail Van Buren, a pen name owned by her syndicate. Pen names are created to carry on a popular column should the star die or - as now - retire. Her real name is Pauline Phillips.
If you insist on knowing, my syndicate didn't create a pen name for me. My logo was "World At Large." Sound somewhat familiar? Good!