CJ Woods III’s Story Archive

The Dancer’s View

My granddaughter was sitting on a bench in the lobby of New York’s City Center, swinging her legs and patiently waiting for me to finish my conversation with the lobby manager. When I came to sit down with her, she asked me some questions and I answered them and we … Read More

Heartland Rewind

Last October, I was given the opportunity to attend the Heartland Film Festival. I came away with a feeling of wonderment, and disappointment in myself that I had never before made an effort to sample the offerings of the festival. Among the many films that I enjoyed, I was especially … Read More

Unfit

Last July, I spent an evening with my niece, a benefit to me of her missed plane connection from Denver to Indianapolis and a lack of transportation from friends. She was still recovering from a broken neck suffered in an accident that June. Her neck brace held her head stiffly … Read More

Call Your Mom

On Saturday, May 9th, as I walked through Irvington with my friend, I saw a sign or T-shirt in a shop window. I did not turn to examine it more closely, but the message was “Call Your Mom.” It resonated with me because of a conversation with my sister on … Read More

Training Day

A friend watched me soak the crusted pan that had been used to produce part of the dinner we had consumed. She noted that my soaking of the pan — designed to make cleaning easier — was behavior that she had not been able to “train” her male roommate to … Read More