My Uncle Errol passed away last week. He was my favorite uncle. I had hoped that I would one day have the honor of eulogizing him when the time came. Due to logistics, time and circumstances, that has not been possible. So, I will honor him as best I can here. Uncle Errol was a Southern Gentleman in every sense… Read moreUncle Errol | Life Lessons and An Example
There’s a big problem with professional golf today. TV ratings are plummeting and the PGA Tour is having a cow because it believes nobody is watching because Tiger Woods isn’t playing. That’s true to a certain extent, but I don’t think that’s entirely the case. I think it’s because professional golf is boring. Granted, the game doesn’t translate well to… Read moreGolf Characters | Where Have They Gone?
After eighteen years, my John Deere lawn tractor is dead. Both back tires are flat and the seat is falling apart. The ignition switch has been bypassed and, despite being hooked to a battery tender constantly, when the toggle switch is pushed to start the engine, the old boy won’t hit a lick at a snake. I am afraid the… Read moreSugar And The Bees | A Damn Good Dog
A few weeks back, Jackie and I visited her sister and brother-in-law at their new home in Williamson, Georgia. Williamson is west of Griffin, north of Zebulon and home to the Peach State Aerodrome, a small grass-strip airport where mostly vintage and antique aircraft are hangared. There was a fly-in this particular weekend and we were planning to attend. Jackie… Read moreLucky Star | 624
Excerpt from “Only Time Would Tell” by James Etheridge. Available at https://www.amazon.com/dp/1086015924 It was a Wednesday afternoon in the middle of February. Mrs. Peebles was teaching our class how to read the weather charts in the newspaper. She was young, eccentric and taught geography by having us dance to polka music and Swedish drinking songs. “Now, you will all notice that… Read moreFalse Spring | Part One
Excerpt from “Only Time Would Tell” by James Etheridge. Available at https://www.amazon.com/dp/1086015924 “Okay, here’s the plan,” said Bubba-Bubba. We all looked at each other and rolled our eyes. “We’ll flank out, Billy to the right and Joe to the left. Brooks, Brain and Snail will go in low from the front. I’ll stay back with the Mighty Mo.” Bubba-Bubba envisioned himself… Read moreFalse Spring | Part Two
Excerpt from “Only Time Would Tell” by James Etheridge. Available at https://www.amazon.com/dp/1086015924 That night we went to my grandparents’ house in East Atlanta for supper. Afterwards, they sat around, talked about family and sipped Pepa’s homemade muscadine wine. Pepa sat in his recliner, smoking Camels and stubbing them out in the ashtray stand next to his chair. He’d smoke a cigarette,… Read moreFalse Spring | Part Three
Excerpt from “Only Time Would Tell” by James Etheridge. Available at https://www.amazon.com/dp/1086015924 The next morning Mitch met me in the hall before school started. “Why the hell did you burn down our fort?” he demanded. I closed my locker and said, “Why did you bomb us with clay pigeons and golf balls?” “Well, we didn’t burn down your fort.” “No, but… Read moreFalse Spring | Part Four
Excerpt from “Only Time Would Tell” by James Etheridge. Available at https://www.amazon.com/dp/1086015924 I crossed the parking lot at the Walk Of Heroes Veterans Memorial Park and walked past the fountain at the plaza, followed the path lined with Leyland cypress trees, passed under the stone arch and paused at the statues honoring the five branches of service. I grasped the right… Read moreFalse Spring | Epilogue
For the first time in thirty-seven years last week, Budweiser announced that it was forgoing its annual Super Bowl commercial time slots. They weren’t alone, either. Coca-Cola, Hyundai and Pepsi dropped out as well. Budweiser announced that it will reallocate the money toward those affected by the COVID-19 pandemic. At $5 million a pop for a 30-second commercial, that’s hardly… Read moreRiding A Draft Horse | Off The Bucket List
