Entries by jasonpartin

Doug and Covid

To be written one day soon, hopefully. This book is partially dedicated to Douglas Westly Partin, a man who needs no introduction. I believe his work speaks for itself, and in 2020 hindsight I see what he meant now. The Baton Rouge Advocate published his obituary from September 11th, coincidentally the anniversary of 9/11, to […]

RIP Doug and WAR

To be written one day soon, hopefully; and this book is partially dedicated to Douglas Westly Partin, a man who needs no introduction. I believe his work speaks for itself, and in 2020 hindsight I see what he meant now. The Baton Rouge Advocate published his obituary from September 11th, coincidentally the anniversary of 9/11, […]

Wendy, Part One

“Laughter and tears are both responses to frustration and exhaustion. I myself prefer to laugh, since there is less cleaning up to do afterward.” ― Kurt Vonnegut

The Irishman

If they can whack a president, they can whack the president of a union. You know it and I know it. – Joe Pesci as Russell Bualino in Martin Scorcese’s The Irishman, 2019

Anne

Like a heartbeat, drives you madIn the stillness of remembering what you hadAnd what you lostAnd what you hadAnd what you lost Fleetwood Mac, “Dreams”

My Father

Jesus replied, “And why do you break the command of God for the sake of your tradition? For God said, ‘Honor your father and mother’ and ‘Anyone who curses their father or mother is to be put to death.‘ Matthew 15:3-4 I assume Judge JJ Lottingger was a competent and honest judge, doing his due […]

My Mother

Spend my days with woman in kind Smoked my stuff, and drank all my wine Goin’ to California with an achin’ in my heart Heard there’s a woman out there With love in her eyes and flowers in her hair Led Zepplin, Goin’ to California The three of us were sitting on the balcony enjoying […]

My Father

I assume Lottingger was a competent and honest judge, doing his due diligence and reviewing controversial or unusual Supreme Court verdicts, and that he read books and the daily newspapers, or that he would have somehow else recognized my dad’s name, if only for my grandfather, Edward Grady Partin Senior. But he still didn’t share […]