Daddy and I were on the road to somewhere the other day.
We were listening to an oldies station when I made a remark about how, on the whole, today’s music doesn’t hold a candle to the songs on the radio when Daddy was younger.
I believe a day spent listening to Delilah on a recent trip to the beach led to his defense of modern music.
“It ain’t all bad,” Daddy said. “Every song wasn’t good back then, either. You’re just listening to the All Stars.”
I didn’t think about the exchange again until yesterday, and the thought had nothing to do with music. (more…)
I have listened a lot in the last few days.
I have listened to a lot of opinions on a lot of different things since the tragedy in Charlottesville, Virginia.
I have opinions on a lot of things, most of which I will keep to myself because they aren’t important.
I will address some things, however, and I will start with a story. (more…)
It has been brought to my attention a few people have asked about what I have been up to since I quit my job.
I appreciate those who have asked, and I don’t want them to wonder so here is the latest answer to their question. (more…)
I planned to discuss Mount Rushmore in this column.
Instead, I wrote about stairs, persistence and two people I met in an old graveyard.
I realize those sentences don’t make sense so here’s a little backstory. (more…)
I had been on the road just shy of a week, and gone hundreds of miles through four states when we stopped to eat breakfast at a place called The Bear Trap. (more…)
Mama and I were enjoying a breezy evening on the front porch of a cabin in the Black Hills of South Dakota yesterday when our neighbors opened the door to their cabin.
We had different neighbors when the day started, but the new ones — a man and his wife — quickly spotted us. (more…)
When I think about angels, wings, robes and haloes come to mind.
There are, however, angels who keep their haloes hidden. (more…)
For a pretty good while last Thursday night, those two words were the only ones on the computer screen in front of me.
I’d even joked about a plan to simply leave this column blank except the above words and ride off into the proverbial sunset. (more…)
After a small band of carolers began to sing “Silent Night,” the first words of the song rose upward to Gabriel’s ears. (more…)
I’m sure you’re well aware, but just in case you aren’t, it’s April Fools Day.
Instead of all of the usual prank-filled tomfoolery associated with today’s date, I have decided to reserve this space for something which is actually foolish. (more…)