PRISMATIST

My family has raised me with a set of principles that have guided my life since before I can remember.

Just a few guidelines shaped my chaplaincy in the local county jail.

Janice and I recently attended a downtown concert in Kingsport, Tennessee ...

When I was a child I believed that leaves existed in soft, fluffy, green masses in the tops of trees.

Spring in Michigan (March thru May) is predictably unpredictable but I love it anyway.

This year I did not send pictures of forsythia and daffodils blooming to my sisters who live in the snow belt ...

I recently ran into the old 60’s word “grok” that some of you will recognize.

Long gone is the common cultural concept of honoring the sabbath as a day of rest and spiritual reflection and renewal.

Long ago – 40 years – in a land far away – Southeast Colorado - I serendipitously discovered my calling.

My name is Tony Lopresti and I watched a woman die on a New York City subway platform.

Several months ago my daughter began asking me to write answers to questions that she was curious about. This is one of those questions...

I buried my dog today. Not the first time and certainly won’t be the last, but this time was the hardest.

How did you come to be looking at this particular blade of grass, this many paces down the path, in this field, in this town ...