CJ Woods III’s Story Archive

Do Day

October 24, 2013 | by CJ Woods III

On October 10th I turned the corner of one street onto another, ignoring the call of a woman on the other side. She said, “Excuse me,” and I kept walking. She called out again, “Excuse me, sir. You, across the street.” I rarely respond to random hails from strangers on … Read More

The Hunt for Pink October

October 17, 2013 | by CJ Woods III

“You’re wearing pink,” my friend said, fingering the sleeve of my shirt. “It’s October, Nancy.” “For breast cancer,” she said softly, then more sharply: “How many pink shirts do you have?” A couple of years ago I wrote of the two women, my best friends, who lit the fire of … Read More

Stop That

October 10, 2013 | by CJ Woods III

I read a story about an FBI bomb expert who leaked classified information to an Associated Press reporter. The man’s career is ruined of course, and he will soon be spending a lot of time in prison, but it is the reporter’s correspondence with the man that had me shaking … Read More

Skidding Into Home

October 3, 2013 | by CJ Woods III

I was cackling and guffawing with my dear friend as she detailed her experience of shopping with her 16-year-old daughter on what she called “Old Folks Day.” She giggled, “We have to dodge walkers and canes and those motorized carts.” My own laughter skidded to a halt on the friction … Read More

A Stevie Wonder Call

September 26, 2013 | by CJ Woods III

No New Year’s Day to celebrate No chocolate covered candy hearts to give away No first of spring, No song to sing In fact here’s just another ordinary day I have a very good friend who is a reflection of one of the delightful accidents of my life: how many … Read More