There is a strange side effect to getting older that nobody really warns you about. When you're young, the world introduces you to people constantly. School. College. Friends of friends. First jobs. Apartment complexes. Weddings. Birthday parties. Every year seems to scatter…

There are moments when the future stops being an abstract idea and becomes personal. For me, one of those moments was not in a lab, or a server room, or while reading some breathless prediction about artificial intelligence. It was in a conversation with my daughter before her…

Lake Cumberland, Old Burnside, and the drowned memory beneath the summer water. Picture a valley before it became a destination. Not a postcard. Not a marina brochure. Not a drone shot of bright water and pontoon traffic. A real valley. A field sloping down toward the…

The Amish, modernity, and the strange power of refusing to accelerate with everyone else. The Amish are not frozen in time, even if that is how the modern world often prefers to imagine them. They are not museum people. They are not cosplay farmers living inside a postcard. They…