Fred First
FRED FIRST: Turning Points of Note From a Season of Change
First night: Middle of April: The sliding doors are open with nothing but the screens to filter the sweet air at midnight. The occasional hello of a distant dog or...
FRED FIRST: What Was A Half Million Acres of Cypress Swamp
The transformation of the Missouri Boot Heel
A year from today, I will be living in...
FRED FIRST: There Are Places I Remember
The Moods and Memories of Mountains
On reaching the summit of the long incline up from...
Within Our Grasp – Learning To Live With What We Have
We are coming to the end of many familiar and comfortable ways of life in...
FRED FIRST: Country Mouse, City Life / Growing New Roots without Transplant Shock
As soon as we made the decision in November to move to Columbia, calculating the...
FRED FIRST: Landing on One’s Feet
. . . and To be a Placed Person When You Get There
In Floyd County—or any county in Southwest Virginia—there will be one or...
Leaving Home to Find It … Where Does This Road Go?
“When we are young, we live where we’re born. For some of us, the place of our birth is a perfect fit and we...
FRED FIRST: Go West, Old Man!
We decided this fall that our wonderful, comfortable, convenient and convivial existence here in Southwest Virginia in our 75th year could not be our...
FRED FIRST: A Dozen Links from January
Might be, one or two of these more general-interests sources from my links folder will pique your curiosity. Obviously they got my attention, so...
FRED FIRST: One Move Left In Us . . .
We were working on a plan for the rest of our lives, for when the time would be right. And we were waiting for...
FRED FIRST: Many Hope To Age in Place . . .
But Maybe Not the Place You Thought
The phrase "Age-in-Place" is kind of the Holy Grail of late-in-life housing ambitions for many of our local...