The World: At the Beginning

Housekeeping the catacombs of my desk, I found a reflection from early on. It speaks to my hopes for myself, for my readers, for our world.

Now, more than 15 years later, some hopes are realized, some will never be. If anything, the American masses seem even more untethered from their responsibilities and connections to “the environment” than they were when my writing life began in 2002.

And so this reflection, in hindsight, is a kind of dream unrealized, but not entirely so.

It is too long for a blog reader’s attention, so it is posted at medium.com

How Can I Keep From Singing

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Fred First holds masters degrees in Vertebrate Zoology and physical therapy, and has been a biology teacher and physical therapist by profession. He moved to southwest Virginia in 1975 and to Floyd County in 1997. He maintains a daily photo-blog, broadcasts essays on the Roanoke NPR station, and contributes regular columns for the Floyd Press and Roanoke's Star Sentinel. His two non-fiction books, Slow Road Home and his recent What We Hold in Our Hands, celebrate the riches that we possess in our families and communities, our natural bounty, social capital and Appalachian cultures old and new. He has served on the Jacksonville Center Board of Directors and is newly active in the Sustain Floyd organization. He lives in northeastern Floyd County on the headwaters of the Roanoke River.

2 thoughts on “The World: At the Beginning”

  1. Thank you for your hospitality all of these years Fred. It is been a great gift you have offered to all of your readers. I for one have greatly appreciated it. I hope you feel your place belongs to you now as much as you belong to it. You surely must know it much better now than you did 16 years ago.

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