Football or “The Lost Dream”
Looking at me today, one could never picture me as a frail, skinny pimpled-face kid in sixth grade. But I was just that. In the fall at the beginning of Read More …
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Looking at me today, one could never picture me as a frail, skinny pimpled-face kid in sixth grade. But I was just that. In the fall at the beginning of Read More …
July is often a month for celebration in the United States with fireworks on the 4th. For me, July never passes quietly as my memories take me back to 1991, Read More …
So, so long ago.
When I was about nine-years-old, my parents sat and played Canasta for hours on the weekends. 8-Tracks of Don Williams or Jim Croce played continually in the background and my Read More …
So many things early in my life helped shape my imagination, even practical jokes. Our father was notorious for his practical jokes. He was a con man, and convincingly able Read More …
So long ago. I was probably close to three years old here. Back in the days of Polaroid cameras. The road we lived on then was nearly barren. The small Read More …
While the fourth grade was a unique experience in seeing my parents start their college careers, I found myself being bullied by my fourth teacher. For whatever reason she had Read More …
When I entered the fourth grade at Plainview High School, my parents enrolled at Northeast Alabama State Jr. College. Neither had graduated from high school, so they took the GED Read More …
When someone asks me what my favorite type of music is, I often hesitate with an answer. I don’t have a definite favorite genre. I grew up in a house Read More …
1996 in DeKalb County, Alabama. This was taken in one of Boykin Farms pastures, which was part of my stomping grounds where I grew up. The place brings back so Read More …