Entries by jasonpartin

Ed Partin Jr

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 Any internet search today shows that my grandfather was then nationally famous. He was […]

Granny

Your feet are in the mud; to me the mud has become roses. You have mourning; I have feasting and drums. Rumi I searched Wendy’s home for anything I’d like to bring to San Diego, and in my search I stumbled upon a small wooden box engraved “Angel,” the tiny little fluffy dog Wendy had […]

St. Francisville

“Fuckin’ Partin, I should have killed him that night when I had the chance.” Chucky O’Brien, Hoffa’s adopted son, told to Chucky’s adopted son, Harvard law professor and former legislative attorney for President Bush Jr., Jack Goldflake, in 2019’s “In Hoffa’s Shadow.”

Wendy, Part Two

Do you have the patience to waitTill your mud settles and the water is clear?Can you remain unmovingTill the right action arises by itself? Lao Tzu

Keith Partin

That Richard Pryor is one funny nigger. Keith Partin, summer of 1983 My first memory of Wendy Partin and Debbie LeBoux are at PawPaw’s in the late spring of 1975, when azaleas were in full blossom and their scent waifed into every breath. PawPaw had just given Wendy the used car that I’d later recognize […]

Wendy, Part II

“Rolling down the road, going nowhere,Guitar packed in a trunkSomewhere around mile marker 1-12,Papa started hummin’ the funkI gotta jones in my bones before they know,We were singing this melodyStop the car pulled out the guitar,Halfway to New Orleans” “Home,” by Marc Broussard