A picture and a wish

The man in this picture is my mama’s daddy. The boy beside him called him Pappaw.

The boy grew up to be me.

The man didn’t have much longer to live, which brings me to my wish.

What a time to be alive

I grew up in a chicken house.

I don’t mean literally, of course, though when the wind is right I can smell five of them.

What I mean is, when I was a kid, I had it made. (more…)

I watched a lot of TV this weekend, and I feel now is a good time to give credit where credit is do. (more…)

They said it couldn’t be done, but it’s done. (more…)

I don’t know why, but I find it really difficult to sleep on a couch.

The story should have ended differently. (more…)