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Many years ago, our father used to take us on this endless driving trips. Not vacations, necessarily, as we never spent enough time in one spot to be considered a Read More …
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Many years ago, our father used to take us on this endless driving trips. Not vacations, necessarily, as we never spent enough time in one spot to be considered a Read More …
I’m not sure why my writing flows better on cloudy days than when the sky is blue. What should be dismal, depressive weather seems to inspire me. In 1985-86, while Read More …
For twelve years, I rode the school bus to Plainview in Rainsville, Alabama. I never regretted the ride, even in high school because I understood that financially I was not Read More …
Almost everyone knows about the movie, Toy Story. While I know the story is purely fiction told from the toys’ point of view, the movie has some emotional bearings for Read More …
When my younger sister and I were growing up, we seldom had a babysitter. The philosophy seemed to be that children were in more danger staying with strangers than staying Read More …
For those of us who grew up in the South, one cannot escape the sight of the Kudzu that covers the sides of the roads, entire forests, and power poles Read More …
On June 1st, if my father was still alive, he would have celebrated his 77th birthday. Since his birthday coincided with the month when Father’s Day is set aside to Read More …
Just wanted to share what my wife bought me early as a Father’s Day gift. We found these at the Flea Market in Marietta, Ohio, last Saturday in the old Read More …
Growing up in Pleasant Hill, Alabama, had some unique pleasures. One of my favorite games when we were children was hide-and-seek. My favorite place to hide was near the top Read More …
I was eleven or twelve years old (1977 or 78) when this photo with my sister was taken. My father worked for Northeast Alabama Junior College (as it was named Read More …