CJ Woods III’s Story Archive


My two-year-old son stood behind me at the top of the steps to the basement, waving his ever-present plastic toy sword as I descended into the basement of my home on Orange Street. I had told Chris to stay upstairs, since I was going to be brief at a task. … Read More

The Play’s The Thing

Last November, a friend invited me to get together with her so that we could catch up on each other’s lives. I worked with Karyn Ostendorf and her husband, Dave, at a large St. Louis department store, and we have remained friends. When we met last November, Karyn gave me … Read More

An Advocate For Health Care

A friend sent me a text when I was visiting my grandbabies in in New Jersey, saying that we should get together, soon. I had not heard from Cris Henderson in a while, but we have a flexible friendship, one that does not require constant contact. When I returned to … Read More

The YouTube Generation

My 8-year-old granddaughter was watching me as I worked on the telescope that I had bought and shipped to her house, ostensibly to use as a way to lure my grandson away from his game console. I was at their home and my grandchildren were at day camp when the … Read More

Family Matters

One of my favorite pieces of art is a rendering of a tree, a complex rendering whose trunk, branches and leaves are represented by the names of members of the Nicewanger family. I’ve never seen a more clever way of representing a family tree. When I attended my first bride’s … Read More