We have come to the end of another month so I thought now would be as good a time as any to go on a written journey back through the days of June.

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Since Sue’s prompt is “summer,” and I wrote about it a few days ago, we’ll go back into the archives today.

First, a few things you should know:

  • The post you’ll see when you click the underlined words below was written in 2014, and Nana’s pool hasn’t been filled in years so I don’t swim anymore.
  • There are only so many ways to describe the heat this time of year, and I thought this might provide a glimpse of an Alabama summer.
  • Germany beat Brazil 7-1 in the 2014 World Cup.

Without further ado, from July 8, 2014, here’s a hundred words about swimming.


I’m thankful for a lot of things, not the least of which is the fact tomorrow is Friday.

I jumped a little ahead of today’s “thankful” prompt with yesterday’s post, with personal recollections about a group of people for which most of the world is thankful so I thought today might be a good time for another post from the Casey’s Column archives.

Click the underlined words in this sentence for a look inside my mind on a night two years ago when I went outside to look at the stars and count my blessings.

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A notebook is a type of article full of notes about different topics or extra information for which a reporter couldn’t find a place in a story.

Since today’s WordPress Discover prompt is “note,” I thought I’d jot down some random ones.

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Some people take pride in every chance to relive their glory days, to tell their children tales of days gone by and often remembered.

Some tell stories of incredible athletic feats of yesteryear, and back them up with testimonies from old teammates they see in Wal-Mart or moments frozen forever in framed photographs on the walls of hometown restaurants.

Those stories take them to a time before their backs hurt, before they worked long hours to pay for mortgaged houses.

They take them back to when they had all of the time in the world, when they lived for Friday nights and thought they were invincible. (more…)