“Time Under Tension: A Christmas Story”
M.J. Downing “You look like a monster in that thing,” Finn called from the porch. He was speaking to his father, Professor James McCoy, just home from his college office, who was carrying the yard waste to the curb. He wore a long wool coat with a wide hood as he walked down their…
“Finn, Tom, and Albert and the Shadow Man.”
M.J. Downing Sometimes, when Halloween comes and the barriers between the worlds grows thinner, we get caught up in the changes, in the colder air, the falling leaves, in how those around us just aren’t like they used to be. It’s hard to see the changes in ourselves, too. Ghosts and monsters become just…
My Good Boy, Grumpy.
Yes, he really did walk around, sometimes, with his rope over his back or head. He would bring it to you like that when it was time to play. That was my Grumpy. I delayed writing this for over a month. Losing my pal, Grumpy, pictured above, is one of the hardest times of…
“One February Night.”
I learned a great deal in my few years in the Louisville Fire Department. One of the first and best and hardest lessons was that, unlike my father, I was not cut out to be a firefighter. I was shy, reticent, and mostly unconscious about what I wanted out of life. That’s quite common…
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M.J. Downing is a native of Louisville, Kentucky. Born in Shively in the spring of 1954, he was raised in Okolona. He lived in the Highlands for twenty years before marrying his wife, Amy, and moving to Valley Station. He has friends and relations in all parts of Louisville, beyond those just mentioned. He and Amy are members of St. Paul United Methodist Church and are active in its ministries.
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