By Gary Lloyd I always thought it was the steepest hill in the city because the rumble of overhead airplanes seemed to shake the leaves from the trees. They were … Continue reading One final descent to Birmingham
By Gary Lloyd I always thought it was the steepest hill in the city because the rumble of overhead airplanes seemed to shake the leaves from the trees. They were … Continue reading One final descent to Birmingham
Rick Bragg called it “pretty writing.” The Pulitzer Prize winner and University of Alabama writing professor, the one who made his name in the writing world at the foot of … Continue reading Pretty Words, Pretty Birds
By Gary Lloyd TRUSSVILLE — I remember that bottom-floor classroom, the one on the corner of the building not far from the gymnasium where I tried out for the Hewitt-Trussville … Continue reading A walk through the Cahaba Project