CJ Woods III’s Story Archive

Musical Acceptance

September 15, 2016 | by CJ Woods III

“Your Dad has some interesting music on his iPod.” This was an apparently ironic statement made to my daughter by my son-in-love, a fan of old-school R&B, hip-hop, rap and Nickelback. After a visit to my Grandchild Delivery Device and her posse, I discovered that I had left my iPod … Read More

Human

September 8, 2016 | by CJ Woods III

A professor at Indiana University Southeast went on a mild-mannered rant one day, his attitude sharpened by a comment he had overheard in the hallway. “Have a nice day,” he repeated to my class of English students. “With all of the great poems and speeches available to us, the best … Read More

My Morning Walk

September 1, 2016 | by CJ Woods III

The dogs were growing restive as I allowed the alarm to snooze again. They had come into the bedroom when they heard the initial ringing; now they were trying out different combinations of mute appeals, all presumably based on a need for relief. The two pit-bull-mix dogs belong to my … Read More

The Giving Garden

August 25, 2016 | by CJ Woods III

Once there was a tree … And she loved a little boy, a lot. In a pub I met two young men, and after a short conversation with them, I gave one my business card. “I might want to tell your story,” I said to him. On August 17th, I … Read More

Death in the Family

August 25, 2016 | by CJ Woods III

Late in October of 1974, I was awakened by a phone call. I was living in Camarillo, California with my wife and two-year-old child. I cannot remember who called me from my hometown of Pittsburgh, Penn., to tell me that my father had died. I gathered up my little family … Read More