“What follows is the play of memory and epiphany in a rather ordinary life spent with family, in the classroom, in church, among books, and in nature—the commonplace revelations of the Holy Ghost’s bright wings. . .” With elegant fluidity, Lou Masson retraces the paths of his memory in search of revelations from the past. Snow under a boy’s boots; the old hands of a Russian artist; a daughter’s photographs; the wide Willamette Valley—as Masson turns his eye to such simple images, the light of new meaning begins to glow. Under his pen, the lost moments of everyday life resurface with iconic vitality. Yet at heart, Masson’s writing reaches from private thought to touch memory not his own. The intimacy of Masson’s reflections opens us to our own remembered worlds. Guided by his faith in life’s value, our forgotten pasts may reemerge in all their once-hidden holiness. In The Play of Light, Masson offers us a double journey: to travel with him into his past draws us into the singular richness of our own lives.