Karyn Stagg, Author at Karyn Cantees Stagg

Meeting Louie Armstrong

I’ve always loved jazz and the blues. I could say it’s because I grew up in the mountain country of Appalachia, a ‘made to order’...

9/11/2013 — A special story for 9/11 — Being a jerk isn’t cool on any day, but especially on 9/ll. A...

I didn’t know about the drugs. But I saw the girls, beautiful and fawned over, who used to sit in the big roomy...

New York City was like a drug and I was a junkie. In the late 1960’s, I left the mountains and valleys of West Virginia for the sprawl...

Ever feel like a cosmic force has sucked you into space, spun you around, and then slammed you back hard against the earth? And then...

I love piano music. It starts my heels clacking faster than a banjo or a guitar any day. So when the announcement came that Elton John was...

Above: Easter with my grandmother Jette and my Aunt LoRayne across from the little brown church. In 1952, when I was a toddler, my...

In Loving Memory: 1993 – November 5, 2015 Let’s be clear: I’m a dog person. My dog, Tiffany Jewel, had died and I’d...

Having sent five sons to war, God opened the window to heaven for this mother. “Honor your Father and Mother that your days will be long...

The line limped along, weaving around the small airport like snakes in a basket. Had we moved a foot in the past hour? Outside the ground...