GOOD PEOPLE/GOOD WORK
HOME RANGE: Notes on Literature, Nature, Working Dogs, History, Other Obsessions and Sundry Annoyances by Henry Chappell
March 3, 2014
The indispensable Si Dunn, who works hard to bring a little exposure to regional writers, has written a nice review of Silent We Stood in The Dallas Morning News. My thanks to Mr. Dunn and the good folks (more…)
February 9, 2014
David Madden, novelist, historian, and all-around man of letters, just wrote a very kind review of Silent We Stood at Civil War Book Review. Here’s an excerpt:
“More than many Civil War novelists, Chappell is fully in command of the art of fiction. To contrast Joseph's response to violence against slaves, Chappell uses the device of juxtaposition. Feeling the eyes of maimed slaves upon him causes ‘the skin on his back’ to tighten ‘like scabrous wounds.’ Chappell juxtaposes that line to ‘Images flashed: thick, hard scars, the nubs on Bekah's hand,’ where two fingers had been hacked off. For Bekah the miasma from the river bottom is a metaphor for the ambience of slavery. “You breathe in that miasma and it gets all over your insides.’ To express a parallel of her feelings to Joseph's, Chappell juxtaposes that line to “Joseph, feverish and chilled, dreamed of being buried alive.’
“Especially memorable are the chapters describing the town on fire and the responses of the people; the torture of Bekah and Samuel, who is innocent of setting the fire but who confesses to save her; Joseph, Samuel, and Bekah hiding a runaway mother and child, both of whom die; and a chapter delineating the vacillating mentality of Reverend Boedeker.
“Ending on a personal note, I am eager to say that, as a Civil War novelist and historian, I regard Silent We Stood as being among the finest Civil War novels I have ever read.”
Thank you David Madden!
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September 23, 2013
"Leo my Catahoula cow dog was killed Monday morning by a wild boar.This happened about 150 yards from my house in Mabelle. The boar cut his femoral artery. He bled out in less than 5 minutes. This was a really freak deal. I had let him out to exercise like I do every morning. The boar was in tall Johnson grass, Leo must have surprised him. He couldn't get away from him fast enough because of the tall grass. I assume all this happened this way because I could follow his tracks by the blood trail. It was like his blood was poured out of a gallon jug. He ran back to his kennel and died right there. I guess he was trying to get back home."
I blogged about Leo and Randy's other dogs back in 2009.
Leo will be missed. So often, it's the best dogs that get hurt or killed. My condolences to Randy and his family.
September 13, 2013
This reminds me of my old friend Donny Lynch's little squirrel dogs: