Neil Armstrong outlasted me.
Wednesday, June 12, 2019
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Wednesday, March 27, 2019
As the ground slowly warms, the smell of freshly-turned earth begins to waft over the mountains. It’s hard to describe – a mix of the smell you get when earthworms surface after a rain and of, well, life lying dormant ready for another season.
Wednesday, March 06, 2019
Wild onions are appearing in force, one of the first harbingers of spring.
Wednesday, February 27, 2019
One thing I’m glad to have never experienced is a school lockdown drill. Or a real lockdown, for that matter.
Wednesday, January 30, 2019
Mother never told me a lie, but late in life she told me something that made me wonder if she’d decided to pick up the habit.
Wednesday, January 16, 2019
It occurred to me last week that Daddy was on to something.
Wednesday, December 26, 2018
Even though they’re available year-round, the smell of an orange always reminds me of the holiday season.
Wednesday, December 12, 2018
It’s safe to say a great many Christmas traditions have changed.
Wednesday, November 14, 2018
Were I asked what I wanted my last meal to be, I’d have answer one of the following:
Wednesday, October 17, 2018
It’s a curious world and seems to be more curious still as we settle into October, the month of haints, omens and portents here in the mountains.
Wednesday, October 03, 2018
A video circulated a few weeks back on YouTube showing a group of young ’uns, the current generation that has technical prowess unmatched in human history when it comes to communications technology, attempting to use a rotary phone.
Wednesday, September 26, 2018
I suppose making fun of fashion has been in fashion as long as fashion itself has … um, been in fashion.
Wednesday, September 19, 2018
The sound coming from the phone sounded all the world like a swarm of angry bees.
Wednesday, September 05, 2018
One of the sights I enjoyed most in my youth was the browning of the cornstalks in the garden. It was a sign harvest was winding down, which meant Mother wouldn’t be turning the kitchen into a blast furnace during canning season much longer.
Wednesday, August 29, 2018
Roadside springs were once a thing here in the mountains.
Wednesday, August 22, 2018
Daddy abandoned me as a child.
Wednesday, August 08, 2018
ACC basketball nearly gave me frostbite.
Wednesday, August 01, 2018
It was a summer full of odd jobs, from cleaning restrooms at the Community Service Center to cleaning the trash piled up around Dumpsters from people with poor aim and/or discount garbage bags that fell apart at the seams, spreading their contents to ripen in the heat, awaiting Jim and his p…
Wednesday, July 25, 2018
There was a brief trend a few years back where grocery stores put advertising on their floors.
Wednesday, July 18, 2018
A couple of co-workers were discussing wild mushrooms the other day. These folks know what’s what in the fungi world, and have been consuming this year’s crop with great gusto. Me, I stay away from mushrooms in the wild because I assume they’re all deadly poisonous, and only eat what I buy i…
Wednesday, June 20, 2018
Some years back, I got involved in a minor controversy regarding The South.
Wednesday, June 13, 2018
Some of our interactions with wildlife have definitely taken on a Disney-esque quality.
Wednesday, June 06, 2018
Mountain people have frugality embedded in their DNA. I suppose that’s a good thing, because most mountain people had little other than the land the lived on to rely on in their life’s journey.
Wednesday, May 30, 2018
I was rummaging around in one of our trinket baskets the other day and came across a pocket watch and a Rolex.
Wednesday, May 23, 2018
An awful lot of features on Daddy’s trucks were apparently optional
Wednesday, May 16, 2018
We’ve entered into the time of year when you’d best plan for pop-up thunderstorms in these mountains.
Wednesday, May 09, 2018
Mother’s Day is Sunday, a day to appreciate those who raised us, mentored us. It’s a time to appreciate the mothers still with us and to appreciate what carries on inside us from mothers since departed.
Wednesday, April 25, 2018
I’ve spent most of the last week thinking trashy thoughts.
Wednesday, April 18, 2018
I didn’t just rise to the bait.
Wednesday, April 11, 2018
Well, I finally got to hear the story.
Wednesday, April 04, 2018
April was the traditional start of fishing season here in the mountains, a chance to dip a line after a long winter off the rivers and creeks in the area. My family participated in that annual ritual, and being a family of outdoorsmen enjoyed it, but Daddy decided he’d try a shortcut: Become…
Wednesday, March 28, 2018
I guess the worst Easter egg hunt I experienced was the one where I wrecked the car.
Wednesday, March 21, 2018
I would not trade being raised in these mountains for anything. The era of my upbringing was a time when the land was still largely unfettered and easy to explore, the people bound by decades of history.
Wednesday, March 14, 2018
Every Now and Then
Wednesday, March 07, 2018
The stock market is going up and down like a yo-yo again – more down than up of late – and that brings up a tale of a leading economic indicator: horses.
Wednesday, February 28, 2018
The arrival of warmer weather kind of went in steps back in the day. The garden got plowed, speculation about when the ramps would hit began. But perhaps the most anticipated step of all was the opening day of fishing season.
Wednesday, February 21, 2018
I suppose it was the inevitable result of a mix of the outdoorsman craze of the 1960s and 70s (Daniel Boone and Davey Crockett) mixed in with comic book heroes, a dash of Bible study and the rise of ninja movies, but the thought occurred to me that we had an awful lot of handmade weaponry ba…
Wednesday, February 14, 2018
Then there was that time I saw an alien.
Wednesday, January 17, 2018
I found myself lying there in a laurel thicket wearing a 3-piece suit.
Wednesday, January 10, 2018
As I’ve aged I’ve always sort of looked forward to winter. With no yard to mow or weeds to whack, winter generously hands a day of the week back to me, which I spend on enriching pastimes like watching football till my eyeballs roll out of my skull.
Wednesday, January 03, 2018
OK, I’ll admit it:
Wednesday, December 27, 2017
The holiday season is a time when the thoughts turn toward home.
Wednesday, December 13, 2017
Last week’s snow had us all breaking out winter gear we hadn’t worn in quite a while, and gave us a moment to reflect on how we dealt with the white stuff in days of old.
Wednesday, December 06, 2017
Looking around the entertainment landscape these days, one might observe a noticeable lack of impersonators.
Wednesday, November 29, 2017
I have a pretty good imagination, and I like science fiction, but have a tough time putting myself in the head of folks who fall for the fiction that folks are falling for out there these days.
Tuesday, November 21, 2017
As Thanksgiving rolls around my thoughts turn to snow.