I don’t get too jazzed over most made-up holidays. There are too danged many of them, for one, and for two – most of them just don’t float my boat. But today is different. Today is National Iced…
Hidden Meaning
When I was a kid, I had a few recurring dreams. There was one about a witch, a thermometer with a rising temperature and a house on fire. I had it a lot around the age of 5…
Southern Knight
When I was a kid, the only version I knew of “Southern Nights” was Glen Campbell’s. And I liked it, sort of, because you could tell there was something to the song itself. Something almost magical. It didn’t…
Easter Sunday
Somewhere in the North Georgia Hills, about a jillion relatives are getting together for the annual Easter celebration. Assuming the weather is sweet, there will be a softball game and a gi-normous egg hunt. And no matter what…
Yes, Please
Having lived all over the United States, I’ve developed affinities for various foods and restaurants. Brunswick Stew in the south. Anything from Snuffer’s in Dallas. Lobster and Chowder in New England. Pizza in St. Louis. White Castle. Culpepper’s.…
And I Quote…
Yesterday found me digging through books, looking for something to read aloud at an evening round-the-fire gathering. Friends were celebrating and asked if guests could bring something to read/share. The parameters were loose, so I could have chosen…
You Can Take The Girl Out of The South…
I knew I was going to a late afternoon movie, then meeting friends for dinner. I knew I would be eating “Crackerjack Shrimp” at Genghis Cohen. I knew this. But I had catfish in the fridge, and…