Memories: The Colors Of Childhood
I haven’t seen the old homeplace in a while. Not my homeplace, mind you, my childhood friend’s.
The long road to our Nov. 11 Veterans Day tradition
Tomorrow is Veterans Day and this particular holiday has a very interesting history.
The Bygone Era of Refinement
Previous eras impress me. When I tour historic homes, for instance, the refined lifestyle their owners enjoyed stands in marked contrast to lifestyles today.
The beauty of a dry dirt road
The creeks dribble. Shorelines drop. Leaves crunch. Colors fade. Birds queue up around my fountains. The lack of rain robbed us of a lot of fall color. I drove through the countryside this week. Brown leaves everywhere. It’s so dry folks are spitting cotton as one old saying goes. Dry as a bone goes another.
The Dignified Mule
Like Halley’s Comet, I’m predictable. I come around to the same subject matter every so often.
LETTER TO THE EDITOR: “Should we save America?”
While reading my latest issue of The Stand Magazine, I enjoyed, as usual, the column written by AFA President Tim Wildmon.