Category Archives: AutoBlography

The Act of Graduation

Posted on 02/08/2022 by Greg Wright

Ron Buehler stands before me, vested, hatted, mustachioed. He’s pushing 50 and so am I. We are both completely civil.

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The Other Greg

Posted on 05/16/2021 by Greg Wright

Greg Fisher and I became friends instantly when I transferred into Thorndyke Elementary School in third grade. Greg had already been at Thorndyke through second grade, the school’s inaugural year, and like most of the school’s other veterans welcomed the … Continue reading →

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The Poets Down Here

Posted on 06/24/2017 by Greg Wright

I wept yesterday morning through Clarence Clemons’ sax solo in “Jungleland,” Bruce Springsteen’s epic finale of 1975’s Born to Run. God, what a searing song. And yes, I address the deity in so saying.

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Do I Have Your Attention Yet?

Posted on 05/04/2017 by Greg Wright

Oh, the contradictions. I sat on the edge of my twin bed in the basement of my parents’ house, frustrated as hell. I was 31 years old, gainfully employed as a software engineer making something like $65,000 a year. But … Continue reading →

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What Was to Become of Me

Posted on 03/31/2017 by Greg Wright

I am truly befuddled to discover that, amongst the literally millions of words which I have published in one place or another over the last two decades, I have yet to write anything about Martin Scorsese’s The Last Temptation of … Continue reading →

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Yes, I May Be Completely Crazy

Posted on 03/24/2017 by Greg Wright

For the last 23 years I’ve been carrying a story in my head that I’ve only verbally related to a handful of people. To be clear: it’s not a story that others particularly need to hear, because there’s not a … Continue reading →

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Of Dreams and the Interpretation Thereof

Posted on 03/11/2017 by Greg Wright

Sometimes a cigar is just a cigar. –Sigmund Freud I guess Freud would have had a thing or two to say to Nebuchadnezzar’s advisers. During John Prince’s message from Daniel 2:1-11 on Sunday, I was struck by the means God … Continue reading →

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In Search of The Lost Spaniard

Posted on 01/08/2017 by Greg Wright

In one respect, this tale begins around 1986 with a birthday gift. Generally speaking, I am not a big fan of my birthday, and there are not many birthday gifts that I remember. But during one of his visits to … Continue reading →

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The Waptus River Record

Posted on 06/07/2016 by Greg Wright

We stood at the high point of the first half on the Waptus River Trail. The goal on this backpacking trip was to find a decent camping spot on the west bank of the Waptus just outside of the Alpine … Continue reading →

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Tonga Ridge Tales

Posted on 02/05/2016 by Greg Wright

I lay flat on my back in the snow, my orange fifty-pound Sportswest budget external-frame backpack pinned under me, my brand-new Trek cross-country no-wax skis twisted awkwardly if still painfully attached, poles flailing, and four-letter words spewing in a non-stop … Continue reading →

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