I'm a freelance writer living in Atlanta, GA, and I'm currently pursuing a late life degree in journalism from Georgia State University. I retired after 20 years as a software systems engineer.
I've published in the Atlanta Journal-Constitution, the Porch Press, and for 15 years ran a popular blog focused on Atlanta's neighhorhoods, at http://larryfeltonjohnson.typepad.com
I write about environmental issues, Atlanta and Georgia history, local politics, and technology.
I can be reached at [email protected], or 404-664-2034
Featured Writing Samples of the Week
On August 14th the Cobb County Department of Transportation opened "non-cost technical proposals for Engineering Consulting Services" for the design of planned pedestrian...
Brookhaven, GA, October 19, 2016 - by Larry Felton Johnson for The Post - The candidates for Georgia House District 80, incumbent Democratic Representative Taylor Bennett and...
The man sat in the tree by the banks of the river, waiting patiently. He was thin, with wiry arms, well suited to climbing. He was comfortable in the tree, and as long as he...
Op-ed piece I wrote after the 2000 census figures were released
Op-ed piece for the AJC about health care reform
Short piece about the removal of the Rich's lighting of the tree ceremony from downtown
by Larry Johnson I'm old. I'm so old I feel like I should insert an "I'm so old ..." joke here. You know the kind. "I'm so old Millard Fillmore was my paperboy." If you don't...
Blog Talk Radio
Interview with Donald Knuth, a pioneer of Computer Science.
An interview with Barbara Joye, who co-founded the community radio station WRFG in Atlanta.
By Larry Felton Johnson Short article about tours at Sylvester Cemetery
Short article about a tour of Historic Sylvester Cemetery in East Atlanta
Atlanta Larry blog
This blog post describes my attempt to keep the invasive peppermint in my garden under control, one jar of tea at a time.
A blog post and photo album about the recent demolition of a historic elementary school in East Atlanta
This article is a few fragmentary observations about growing up in the Grant Park neighborhood of Atlanta in the 1950s