The Maestro

By Dr. Jim Ferguson You may not be aware of it, but Knoxville is in possession of a jewel. No, I’m not referring to the Knoxville Zoo or the University of Tennessee, both great aspects of our community. I’m referring to the Knoxville Symphony Orchestra.  Recently, my...

Good Bones

By Dr. Jim Ferguson I have mentioned in previous essays that my wife, Becky, and I are in the midst of  downsizing. When we first built our home thirty-seven years ago I swore I would never do it again. I have always said they would have to take me straight from my...

I’m Listening

By Dr. Jim Ferguson “I’m listening” was Frasier Crane’s shtick on his comedy sitcom. I’ve just about quit listening. Not to my wife, which might be dangerous, but to what is advertized as the news. I was once more naive, and believed that events were reported...

RINOs and DINOs

By Dr. Jim Ferguson I’ve often wondered why sharing a good book or movie with someone gives me such joy. Tastes are as varied as humanity, but common visions exist and are apparently sought. My wife, Becky, enjoys murder mysteries, especially if there is political...

Home is where the heart is

By Dr. Jim Ferguson I’m not a beach person; I’m more of a mountain guy, just not a back woodsman. So when it’s time to get away and recharge, the beach, the hot sun and sand are not my first choices. However, I’ve always liked to travel and when friends asked us to go...

Modern Life

By Dr. Jim Ferguson At the risk of being labeled insensitive, it is obvious to me that men and women are different. And despite the media and the PC culture working overtime to tell us otherwise, we are created male and female. Of course there are exceptions in...