Loved reading this! I am curious if the words that Martin Sheen spoke at the end of Sherrod’s fundraiser at Van Aken District today, Saturday, are published anywhere. I would love to read them again and again.
I walked for several hours today in German Village canvassing for Senator Brown’s re-election. I’ve decided to find a companion so we can split up on different streets. My companion today is the Executive Director of Citizens for Constitutional Integrity. This organization is taking states to task for voter suppression under Section 2 of the 14th Amendment, a law that’s way overdue for enforcement. Check out the website: ConstitutionalIntegrity.org
Absent-mindedly staring at my Ohio "I Voted" sticker lying on my table and realized that the state of Ohio is outlined in a thick, bold red. Thanks Frank LaRose. Final insult.
I miss the old Booksellers book store at Shaker Square. Always stopped there when in Cleveland. We would park in Shaker Square and take the Rapid downtown. Great memories.
Thank you. We carry on because nothing is more important, but in the in between times, the coffee shops, the friends, and poetry are what make it worthwhile. Please tell your friend who is intimidated by poetry to try listening to Padraig O’Tuama’s podcast On Poetry.
Tears often come when I read what you’ve written, here or on FB. You magnify the details of life so that we all can recall, reflect, and reimagine. I pray that this current campaign journey bears fruit shortly and returns the responsible man to the Senate.
Your letter, along with the comments, reassures me of the good company I’m in fretting about election results and that alone had a calming effect on me. And what a lovely memory to carry with you each day - mornings with your daughter in the coffee shop, working with your tools for the day and “greeting the regulars.” A memory only you two know and share. <3 Also - two big pluses to your letter - I was introduced to a new poem and I found someone else who enjoys listening to the Coffeeshop soundscape! (My husband finds it annoying. LOL) Your coffee shop break sounded like the perfect time to shift gears & breathe a bit.
The way you describe the 'communal hum' of the coffee shop as a 'home away from home' struck a chord with me. It's as if these spaces become microcosms of hope, where strangers connect and shared humanity becomes a balm for the soul. Perhaps, in a world that often feels isolating, these 'third places' are more vital than we realize.
Again thank you Connie. Of course I had to go look up that poem. Like you I thought of my father and all the hard physical work he did in his life to take care of his family. So we could be more.
I just returned from where I was raised. We had an internment service for Dad's ashes in the graveyard of a church he barely had a chance to attend, after he and my stepmom moved homes to be closer to her daughters. It was the final act of goodbye to lay to rest his ashes and return them to the earth. He died from COVID in 2021. Like hundreds of thousands of others I still mourn the loss of a beloved family member gone too soon. This election is gravely personal to me. I hold 45 personally responsible for my father's death. My dad, a former life long Republican until 2016, despised that former mendacious pospotus.
I voted early and voted Blue because the lives of Dad's grandchildren and great-grandchildren depend on us.
I love how your daughter Cait draws the two of you the same size. That says a lot about how loved she felt sharing the morning ritual with her mom. In her drawing both of you also look filled with joy.
So glad I found you through Diana Butler Bass. I live near Cincy and will be voting for Sherrod on Tuesday. Praying for you both.
Loved it! Thanks for sharing it. I am going to subscribe to your connieschults.subtack.com.
Loved reading this! I am curious if the words that Martin Sheen spoke at the end of Sherrod’s fundraiser at Van Aken District today, Saturday, are published anywhere. I would love to read them again and again.
I walked for several hours today in German Village canvassing for Senator Brown’s re-election. I’ve decided to find a companion so we can split up on different streets. My companion today is the Executive Director of Citizens for Constitutional Integrity. This organization is taking states to task for voter suppression under Section 2 of the 14th Amendment, a law that’s way overdue for enforcement. Check out the website: ConstitutionalIntegrity.org
Absent-mindedly staring at my Ohio "I Voted" sticker lying on my table and realized that the state of Ohio is outlined in a thick, bold red. Thanks Frank LaRose. Final insult.
I miss the old Booksellers book store at Shaker Square. Always stopped there when in Cleveland. We would park in Shaker Square and take the Rapid downtown. Great memories.
Thank you. We carry on because nothing is more important, but in the in between times, the coffee shops, the friends, and poetry are what make it worthwhile. Please tell your friend who is intimidated by poetry to try listening to Padraig O’Tuama’s podcast On Poetry.
Thank you. Good luck.
Thank you
If Adam Picked the Apple
There would be a parade,
a celebration,
a holiday to commemorate
the day he sought enlightenment.
We would not speak of
temptation by the devil, rather,
we would laud Adam’s curiosity,
his desire for adventure
and knowing.
We would feast
on apple-inspired fare:
tortes, chutneys, pancakes, pies.
There would be plays and songs
reenacting his courage.
But it was Eve who grew bored,
weary of her captivity in Eden.
And a woman’s desire
for freedom is rarely a cause
for celebration.
Danielle Coffey
Poem by Danielle Coffey
If Adam Picked the Apple
There would be a parade,
a celebration,
a holiday to commemorate
the day he sought enlightenment.
We would not speak of
temptation by the devil, rather,
we would laud Adam’s curiosity,
his desire for adventure
and knowing.
We would feast
on apple-inspired fare:
tortes, chutneys, pancakes, pies.
There would be plays and songs
reenacting his courage.
But it was Eve who grew bored,
weary of her captivity in Eden.
And a woman’s desire
for freedom is rarely a cause
for celebration.
Tears often come when I read what you’ve written, here or on FB. You magnify the details of life so that we all can recall, reflect, and reimagine. I pray that this current campaign journey bears fruit shortly and returns the responsible man to the Senate.
For me, I have done what I could!!
Your letter, along with the comments, reassures me of the good company I’m in fretting about election results and that alone had a calming effect on me. And what a lovely memory to carry with you each day - mornings with your daughter in the coffee shop, working with your tools for the day and “greeting the regulars.” A memory only you two know and share. <3 Also - two big pluses to your letter - I was introduced to a new poem and I found someone else who enjoys listening to the Coffeeshop soundscape! (My husband finds it annoying. LOL) Your coffee shop break sounded like the perfect time to shift gears & breathe a bit.
The way you describe the 'communal hum' of the coffee shop as a 'home away from home' struck a chord with me. It's as if these spaces become microcosms of hope, where strangers connect and shared humanity becomes a balm for the soul. Perhaps, in a world that often feels isolating, these 'third places' are more vital than we realize.
Again thank you Connie. Of course I had to go look up that poem. Like you I thought of my father and all the hard physical work he did in his life to take care of his family. So we could be more.
I just returned from where I was raised. We had an internment service for Dad's ashes in the graveyard of a church he barely had a chance to attend, after he and my stepmom moved homes to be closer to her daughters. It was the final act of goodbye to lay to rest his ashes and return them to the earth. He died from COVID in 2021. Like hundreds of thousands of others I still mourn the loss of a beloved family member gone too soon. This election is gravely personal to me. I hold 45 personally responsible for my father's death. My dad, a former life long Republican until 2016, despised that former mendacious pospotus.
I voted early and voted Blue because the lives of Dad's grandchildren and great-grandchildren depend on us.
I love how your daughter Cait draws the two of you the same size. That says a lot about how loved she felt sharing the morning ritual with her mom. In her drawing both of you also look filled with joy.