PinnedJ. Avery StewartinCrow’s FeetThe Workshop of DespairThoughts on retirement and the undertow not takenJan 333Jan 333
PinnedJ. Avery StewartinAge of EmpathyThe KnowingWhat the inner circle doesn’t have to say out loudMar 813Mar 813
PinnedJ. Avery StewartinThe Wind PhoneThe Madonna Was Mine For FreeMy lover’s death brings diamonds, rust, and gratitudeApr 916Apr 916
PinnedJ. Avery StewartinCrow’s FeetIn Retirement, We’re Still Living in Our Dream HomeSomeday we will move. It is not this day.Apr 2235Apr 2235
J. Avery StewartinThe Penny PubTraditions Are OralThe importance of eating and impartationJun 286Jun 286
J. Avery StewartinTravel MemoirsD-Day ReflectionsMy landing, 75 years later, on Omaha Beach and at the American Cemetery and MemorialJun 224Jun 224
J. Avery StewartinAge of EmpathyRecovering the Fatherless SonsAn experience of love, loss, and legacyJun 192Jun 192
J. Avery StewartinImogene’s NotebookOn Omaha Beach, You Were Either Killed or WoundedA PoemJun 724Jun 724