Reading Between the Lines

This morning, like most mornings, I grabbed a cup of coffee and the paper. My routine is fairly, well, routine. I start with the front page and work my way through, slowly so as not to miss anything. I like reading articles closely because sometimes I get the chance to read between the lines.

So, there I was this morning perusing the Bristol Herald Courier (a paper I hope to contribute to again once I’ve won the election in August) when I spied with my little eye a brief mention of something happening in Tennessee. Frankly, it was a small blip of a post – not long at all. Simply put, Belgian Bus maker Van Hool is building a facility in Tennessee – the first manufacturing plant in the US in its 71 years of operating. Van Hool is going to invest $47 million and employ around 640. And guess where in Tennessee: Morristown, TN.

My wife and I used to live in Morristown and my sister and her family still do. Frankly, I’m happy for Morristown – and happy for East Tennessee. As I read the brief announcement, however, something struck me – something which allowed me to read between the lines a little bit.

Do you know why this company chose to locate their company in Morristown? Granted, I’m sure there were other reasons and incentives – but according to BHC (as well as the U.S. News and World Report) it is because Morristown boasts both technical schools and a skilled worked-force. In fact, CEO Filip Van Hool is quoted as saying “the presence of ‘highly-regarded technical schools and well-trained workers in Hamblen County’ helped convince the company to make the largest investment outside Belgium in its 71-year history” (U.S. News and World Report).

There seems to be a recurring theme in what Van Hool said. It wasn’t that long ago that Amazon announced they were looking for a second location. It is clear to anyone paying attention that landing Amazon would be a tremendous economic boon to a community. However, Amazon’s announcement came with a list of criteria so that cities would know if they would even be considered. You guessed it. Amazon is looking for the same sort of things Van Hool found in Hamblen County: technically trained – educated – skilled workforce.

It seems clear to me that the way forward for Sullivan County – for Bristol – for Kingsport is to be a place known for our well-prepared, technically trained, superbly educated, skilled workforce. That means of course that we may need to step away from doing the same thing the same way with the same people. It’ll mean investing our resources for the long-term and doing what it takes to develop the next generation. It’ll also mean thinking things through and planning together rather than remaining fixed, isolated communities. It will also mean letting go of some long-time practices and even saying goodbye to some people and attitudes that have held our community back.

Maybe – just maybe – the next brief blip will be in the Citizen Tribune (Hamblen County paper) and it will report that a manufacturer is investing millions in Sullivan County. Here’s hoping!

Expect the Worse & The Worst You Shall Receive

My father died when I was a freshman in high school. Apart from the grief my family and I still bear from time to time, the things that he said have taken on a near-sacred aurora. I think a lot of families elevate things their loved ones say or did as a means of holding onto them; I suppose that’s altogether another reason to watch what we say and do.

As it was, my father had a lot of things to say in his 51 years. The other night I remembered something he said to me one day when I was grousing about something or someone. He said if I always expect the worst from someone, chances are good they will not disappoint me; in other words, a person has a tendency to live up to the expectations that we place on them. I thought about that the other night as I listened to Judge Jim Goodwin talk about the Sullivan County Felony Recovery Court, which is a court that works to “achieve a reduction in recidivism and substance abuse among nonviolent, substance abusing, adult felony offenders” (Goodwin).

I have to be straight up honest, I more often than not expect the worst or very little from the sort of people that Judge Goodwin’s Recovery Court seeks to help. Before you judge me, ask yourself if you haven’t done the same thing. If you’ve ever worked with addicts – you know that they can be the most manipulative, deceptive people on the planet. However, it is no secret that we have an opioid issue in this region. In other words, we have a lot of people here who go out of their way to get the drugs that they crave. In fact, I was told recently that an overwhelming majority of the people incarcerated in Sullivan County can be linked to drugs of one kind or another. It is safe to say that the opioid issue – drugs in general – are a direct contributor to overcrowding in our jails and there are those who suggest that we (that is Sullivan County taxpayers) need to invest around $50 million in order to build and or improve the jail.

As someone who prefers to see tax dollars go toward education and job creation, as someone who thinks that the answer to the drug problem is more than incarceration, I’m all ears when it comes to alternative ideas and suggestions. So, when Judge Goodwin began to talk about the Felony Recovery Court, I paid close attention.


The court itself works with people that most people have written off. They are repeat, non-violent, offenders who have a history of drug abuse. They are felons who are looking at doing a lot of time behind bars – which as you know costs the taxpayer. The Recovery Court is the last stop for these folks. The court – working with experts – hopes to increase the “likelihood for successful rehabilitation through early, continuous, and intense judicially supervised treatment, mandatory periodic drug testing, and the use of appropriate sanctions…” (Goodwin). The program started here in April 2015 (it’s being used in other places as well) and, so far, the results have been good. Judge Goodwin reports that “75% of Drug Court graduates remain arrest-free at least 2 years after leaving the program.”

Granted, the program isn’t perfect, and it takes time. People with serious addictions aren’t cured overnight. But the program does seem to reduce crime, helps our community, reduces the number of offenders being incarcerated, and it saves taxpayer money – which can be better spent in other places. But more importantly, it impacts the lives of people that are expected to fail – to blow it – to spend a great portion of their lives behind bars. Like my dad said, if we expect the worst out of people we will probably not be disappointed. I think Judge Goodwin is showing the folks of Sullivan County that maybe – just maybe – if we expect something good from people – they just might step up and meet our expectations.


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Immigration Reform

*Just a quick note: Since I have declared that I am running for Sullivan County Commissioner I will not be able to contribute to the Bristol Herald Courier until the election is over. I’ll be posting things here – hopefully – weekly. 

This time last weekend the government was shut down. It has been called the “Schumer Shutdown,” which, unfortunate for the senator, is catchy and plays well with Trump’s rhetoric. Within all the partisan reasons for the 3-day shutdown, however, is the issue of immigration. Now the government is up and running again, at least until February, but immigration and DACA remain open for debate. In fact, as I write, people in Washington are talking it out.

Of course, they aren’t the only ones talking. I overheard a familiar conversation a few weeks back. One person brought up the issue of immigration to his cohort, which brought on an onslaught regarding foreign people overrunning our borders. At one point one man said, “all those damn, raping illegals keep taking our jobs.” His advice to those in Washington was to build a wall high enough and long enough to keep everyone out.

A few choice words ran through my head, but I refrained from saying anything. It was clear that this person has bought into an ideology that no sort of reason can address. It was also clear that he actually doesn’t know much about this area or the people in it; even worse, he doesn’t know anyone who has immigrated to the US and most likely doesn’t even know anybody of another race.

I have to say that my life is richer because of the immigrants that I have met who immigrated to this country, especially as I learned their reasons for doing so. Years ago, I met a woman named Rita. When I met her, she was 98 years old. She welcomed me and another member of our church into her home with a hug and a small kiss on each cheek. As I sat in her living room, I marveled at the needlework that lined her walls; they were like tapestries – intricate in beauty and detail. It was a skill she had learned from her d6490117f3df2f4579d2e327079363ffmother – when she was a little girl growing up in Germany.

Rita had just married as Hitler rose to power. Even as a young woman, she has already lived through the devastation of WWI and the loss of her brother. She feared another war, something she was certain Hitler would bring. Her husband, a devout Christian man, refused to take part in the Nazi party or the army out his convictions. That sort of attitude was a risky one at best. Being alerted of an impending arrest, the two of them were forced to flee, leaving everything and everyone they had ever known behind. They sought safety in Holland, but it wasn’t long before the Nazis arrived there, too. Rita and her husband were forced into hiding until they were finally able to make it to the US. They knew this was the one place they would be safe.

Unfortunately, Rita’s husband died eight months after they arrived here but her neighbors and a small church, knowing that she spoke almost no English, stepped in and helped her. In spite of all her troubles, Rita was known to say, “God has been good to me.” Some of that goodness came from the good people of this country – at least those who understand the plight people have to deal and the respite the US offers.

Rita isn’t alone. There is my friend Najib. He came here in the 1970s from Lebanon, just after the revolution. Najib and his brother owned a store but when the revolution occurred both of them became targets because they were devout Christian men. Both of them endured near-constant harassment; they were arrested and beaten, taken from their homes at night, dragged out in front of their children. Najib’s brother died during all of this persecution; Najib and his family made it to the United States. They knew they could make a life here – where they would be free to worship and free from persecution.

There are more Ritas and Najibs than criminals crossing the borders. Sure, there are people who have come into this country illegally with evil intentions, but they are not the norm. Perhaps there are some that need to stop acting as if they all are. Those of us who were fortunate to be born in this country often do not realize the gift that we’ve been given and the gift that our children have as well. Perhaps it is time for some level of immigration reform, but the kind that causes us to check our attitudes so that we can continue to be a nation that does the sort of good in the world we’ve always been known for doing.

Words Matter, Especially a President’s

This article was published on Sunday, January 21, 2018, by the Bristol Herald Courier

The late Neil Postman, the author of “Amusing Ourselves to Death,” once pointed out that BHC Logo“How we talk is how we think.” Of course, that idea wasn’t original with Postman. Jesus himself pointed this out when he said, “What comes out of the mouth proceeds from the heart.”

In essence, words matter because they reveal things about us as human beings.

According to the Bristol Herald Courier and other news outlets, people all over the country are outraged. It is unconscionable, they declare, that a president of the United States should ever publically refer to some African countries – or any country – as “sh*thole” countries.

In fact, a number of people are bristling that he would use such inappropriate language because it is not only unbecoming and unpresidential, it is offensive and it is sure to alienate the people of those countries.

Then there are those who defend Trump, even hail him as a genius. They see nothing wrong what with Trump said and even go so far as to applaud his transparency. They like Trump’s tough language and stance when it comes to immigration and his responses to other world leaders; it is, according to some, the sort of John Wayne-ish rhetoric that America has been missing for a long time; it will put us on the road to becoming great again.

Trump’s comments reveal something about him not just as a president but as a person as well.

For one thing, his comments show a lack of understanding regarding the office of president; while he holds the office, it isn’t just his office. Trump is there to represent all Americans, and not simply the ones he likes or agrees with.

I suppose that has been one of the toughest transitions for him. After all, for decades his entire world has revolved around his interests; but as president of the United States, he can no longer simply think of his aims, his goals, his ideas. He needs to weigh what he says against that call and obligation to represent the United States and not simply himself.

Like it or not, he represents all of us and what he says carries a lot of weight. I suppose that’s why a lot of people are upset because the things he has said of late does not represent them. Imagine if someone who is supposed to represent your interests was saying things that you completely disagreed with but they kept saying it with no regard to you at all.

But that’s not the only issue here, or even perhaps the most important one. Words matter because they reveal something about us as human beings; the things we say often tell more about what is truly in our hearts than the actions that we take.

A lot of what President Trump has said over the past year was in step with the things he did as a reality TV star. Many of us simply took it in stride, considering it as some bluster. But this latest comment reveals more about what is going on inside his heart and mind than anything else he’s said so far.

What the president of the United States has to say about poor and impoverished nations matters. For decades, this country has been known for its humanitarian efforts – which frankly goes in stride with something from the book of Proverbs: “Speak up for those who cannot speak for themselves, for the rights of all who are destitute. Speak up and judge fairly; defend the rights of the poor and needy.”

But that isn’t what Trump seemed to be saying the other day when he cast entire countries and people into the sewer.

What does that sort of comment reveal about what he truly believes about these people? Does he really think that those nations are “sh*thole countries” or was he just blustering? What are we to think when someone with such power says something so horrible about people who have been the victims of tyranny and injustice for decades? Does it represent us well? What could he have been thinking? Who was he representing in that moment?

There are a lot of people in this region who support President Trump. There are others who are resigned to the fact that he is our president and others who loathe him. No matter your position, his comment reveals something about him as a person that is disturbing. It is something we need to bear in mind because his words tell us something about the man himself.


This article was published on Sunday, January 21, 2018, by the Bristol Herald Courier

Hope Within the Newspaper

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Every morning, like a lot of people, I step out into the darkness of the predawn hours to fetch my newspaper – the Bristol Herald Courier. The last few days, I’ve had to brave arctic blasts, which frankly are as out of place in the south as a Big Ten football fan. But, the trip from the warmth of my home to the newspaper is brief and worth bundling up.

Oh, it isn’t because I get all my news from the paper; that’s impossible in the 21st century. There are news outlets everywhere and a local press really shouldn’t try to compete with that. For one thing, that’s not why newspapers are important. Newspapers are invaluable to a community because, in the end, they remind us that there is still some good and beauty in the world and they do it in ways that TV and internet news sites could never do.

For instance, the front page of the paper often runs headlines that show the dark underbelly of humanity. Tragedy, scandal, failure, murder, political intrigue and corruption often grab headlines. Truth is, for some reason, people can’t take their eyes off those sorts of things – much like the way people slow down to look at a car crash. We do need those sorts of stories; there are lessons to be learned from them. They have value but they are not the most important or the most useful parts of the paper.

You see all the garbage that goes on around us, all the stories that we read about judges abusing their power, lawsuits being filed in Washington, counties taking money from city schools, stories about murder, addictions, they can taint our view of our region and make us overly cynical.

If that was all that the paper reported on, or if that was all we read, we’d be a miserable lot. But those things don’t define us; they do not tell our story. TV and internet news sites tend to focus the lens on those things because they are sensational. But the local paper, well, it shines a light on the fuller story of our region and the truth is – in many respects, it is pretty amazing, if not beautiful.

Scan the paper sometime and see what I see. Don’t skip past obituaries. It is not ghoulish to read over the lives of those who have passed away, even those people you did not know. Read what their families wanted you to know about their loved ones. They took time to write their stories so that you’d know how much the person meant to them. Their stories mattered. You’ll discover marriages that have lasted decades and people who loved this community and served our country. You’ll discover some good things about the people of this region.

Turn to the next section and you’ll no doubt discover other stories about our region that will help you to see beyond the muck. Often those stories are found in the sports section. But I’d like to suggest that you poke around the section on regional arts and artists; you may not realize just how much we need the arts here, and how much they tell our stories.

Art, in whatever medium, reminds us that there is good here, and beauty, even as we deal with the awfulness that can sometimes breach our guarded lives. The arts can speak into the deeper places of our existence. They do that by reminding us that there are still people who devote themselves to bringing beauty to the world simply as an extension of themselves, not for fame or fortune.

This article was first published on January 7, 2018 by Bristol Herald Courier. 


MLK: Running the Risk

See this post in Bristol Herald Courier (Sunday, January 14, 2017).  

On Monday, banks will be closed. The mail will not run. A lot of students will get the day off, although some school systems (like BTCS) will use the day for a teacher in-service.

It’s MLK Day.

The cities of Bristol, Tennessee, and Bristol, Virginia, will hold a community-wide march and celebration in honor of the Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.

For many, MLK Day has become a very welcomed, much needed three-day respite; besides, who doesn’t need a few days off at the start of the New Year?

For me, though, the third Monday of January took on a new meaning when we lived in Birmingham, Alabama. It was there that I began to learn more about what King and others had to endure and what they had to do, sometimes simply to get the attention of good but silent people.

You know the type? They are the sort of folks who are good at heart. They know when something is wrong. They know when things need to change, but they very often fail to take any sort of risk in order to bring about change.

I learned about all that as I got to know people who lived in Birmingham in the early 1960s – at the time when Bull Connor was commissioner of public safety and King and others were planning peaceful marches in the city to protest injustices.

Most of the folks I talked to were good people, church people even. I asked them what it was like living in Birmingham in the ‘60s. They all said the nearly the same thing: “Oh, I didn’t have anything to do with all that; I stayed away.” They were good people who remained silent rather than risk anything to help bring change when it was needed.

Of course, that wasn’t the case for King, the Rev. Ralph Abernathy, the Rev. Fred Shuttlesworth and a host of the others. In 1963 these folks gathered at the 16th Street Baptist Church and put together a plan. It was a risky plan, but it was a plan they knew would reveal the depths of racial injustice that was rampant.

They also knew that it would rattle the good people of this country out of their silence – to the point that change could happen. It has become known as one of the most-important events in civil rights history. It is called the Birmingham Children’s Crusade simply because it involved children – some as young as 6.

It may seem strange to have allowed children to participate, especially given the way people had been treated in other marches, sit-ins, and kneel-ins.

But King and the other leaders knew the risk; they were not naïve. They knew they had to risk everything in order to bring about justice, and they knew young people needed to participate. They were counting on Connor and others to do as they always did. They were hoping that the presence of children would stir the good-but-silent to speak up.

King told parents not to worry about their children because, for one thing, they were about God’s work. He said, “These young people are about their father’s business. And they are carving a tunnel of hope through the great mountains of despair.”

So, the first week of May 1963, students and children walked peacefully in various parts of Birmingham. And, as expected, they were struck, cursed, washed down the street by water cannons, and arrested.

The violence was caught on film. There is an iconic photograph that marks the day, one of a young man being bitten by a dog. That image reached the soul of President John F. Kennedy and to some degree the heart of the nation.

Alot of kids, adults, and even King were arrested that day, but the risk they took helped to shift the momentum for civil rights. King spent three days in solitary confinement for his part in the Children’s Crusade.

It was from there that he wrote his famous “Letter from a Birmingham Jail.” It was a letter addressed to white clergy, whom he reminded that he was in Birmingham because injustice was there. In essence, he was reminding them that good people who are silent aren’t much help. No, good people need to be the sort who take risks that help bring the sort of changes our country needs.

If I learned anything at all while living in Birmingham, I at least learned why it is that we really ought to appreciate MLK Day.

Best Laid Plans Can Go Awry

BHC logo2The following article is published in the Bristol Herald Courier – 

It is New Year’s Eve and the words of the 18th-century Scottish poet Robert Burns will be on the lips of millions at the stroke of midnight. I suppose, though, most people will not connect Burns to “Should auld acquaintance be forgot and never brought to mind?” And even though most people do not realize that “auld lang syne” roughly means “for old times sake,” they nevertheless get the point of the song: It is important to remember the relationships as well as the events of the past, for within both are things for which to give thanks as well as lessons to be learned.

As it turns out, however, Robert Burns was famous for another poem, too. Chances are you are as familiar with it as you are with “Auld Lang Syne.” But his poem “To a Mouse” deals a bit more with the future rather than the past, and as much as we can appreciate the past, we can’t live there. We have to move into an uncertain future.

After observing the way a field mouse’s habitat was destroyed by a farmer during the normal process of harvest, Burns wrote, “The best laid plans of mice and men go often awry.” That one little line packs a punch, doesn’t it? And it is timely, considering that so many of us will start with plans for the New Year.

Lots of people, maybe even right now, are busy putting a plan or resolutions for 2018 together. Plans are good. After all, we can’t expect to hit a target if we don’t aim for something. A lot of people plan to lose some weight and get healthy. For some, financial health is on the agenda for 2018. Others hope to change careers, find a job, go back to school, try something new, or put more away for retirement.

But the thing about making plans for the future is that, well, the future – like the poet intimates – is a bit willey. Even as we make plans, we don’t often take into account the ways our “best laid plans” just might be forced to “go awry.”

For instance, there are some people who, a little more than a year ago, were confident that we would have a different person sitting in the White House. No matter where you line up politically, you can’t deny that this year has not been a tame one when it comes to Washington. It is tough to say with any real certainty what 2018 will bring for us, especially as the political dividing lines seems to grow sharper. We’d like to say that the way those folks in D.C. behave doesn’t impact us here, but try making a plan without taking them into consideration.

It may seem like a stretch; in fact, it may not feel like the actions they take have any bearing on the way we actually live. But the truth is, what happens in Washington doesn’t stay in Washington, it affects our plans in major ways.

For instance, one of President Donald Trump’s major achievements thus far is a tax overhaul. There is a lot swirling on about how this new tax plan will affect us financially. Will it allow for businesses to grow and develop in our region? Will you and I be able to keep more money in our pockets this year or save more for retirement? Will more manufacturing be able to move into the Mountain Empire because of the change in taxes? We will have to wait to see.

Earlier this year, Trump finally declared that the opioid crisis is a public health emergency. But will there be any real money and help when it comes to dealing with it? And what about all the political jumbling over sexual-misconduct allegations? How will those things affect coming votes and seats in the U.S. House and Senate? Will 2018 reveal more allegations?

I realize most people keep their New Year’s plans simple. They often don’t consider the way things can impede their goals. But Robert Burns was on to something: Even the best-laid plans are vulnerable.

That doesn’t mean that we shouldn’t plan, it just means we may need to tweak our plans. So tonight as you sing Burns’ familiar refrain, bear in mind the plans we make for tomorrow can go awry, but how far they do is up to us.

 This article was first published on December 31st, 2017, by the Bristol Herald Courier. 

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