All Posts By: Byron McCoy

               It played again today as offering hymn.  I recognized in the opening notes, lived again association and memory.                 My daughter sat beside, my arm around her shoulder, as we listen and I saw her searching for the memory—association to song and sound eluding whole of understanding.                “How do I know this song?” […]

               We lost another game.  I’d like to say we looked better, have turned a corner—but we haven’t, not yet.                 Sometimes, when we’re working to be better, we look worse before improvement and the effort show.  That’s part of the learning, part of the growth—doing before we’re fully prepared but must do, still, because […]