I don’t think of myself as a “writer.” At even the suggestion of that, my high school English teachers would be spinning in their graves. Late in life, I’ve labeled…
Last week, following January 6, I expressed my concern for our country, our government and its leaders. After that article, I decided I needed some time to think about what…
To be clear, my Christmases in a small southern town seventy years ago, where three generations of both sides of my family lived, would have been a challenge for Patton’s…
My part in the Thanksgiving gathering for the last couple of years has been to cook the turkey. Last year’s bird was a fine plump 22-lb. fellow. I prefer cooking…
I do not mean just frightened. There are probably many among us who have felt fear in a foxhole, or from an angry wife. I’m not talking about that kind…
I don’t remember the year, but it must have been the mid-sixties. I was working at The Ponte Vedra Inn and Club. For some reason, my boss and mentor, Ebbie…
When I retired here six years ago from North Carolina, I was somewhat concerned about finding the flat land boring. However, I quickly discovered the extent of the agriculture of…
