I went out early this morning. The sun had not yet come up. It was humid and toasty. You could hear the approaching South Georgia dogs of August howling in the distance. Anyway, about half way through my walk, I found a phrase popping into my head. “Not your job, not your job, not your [...]
The thermometer had reached nearly 100 degrees. The mosquitoes and gnats were smarter than I. They were buzzing only in the shade ready to ambush any sane person who got out of the searing sun. But there I was, like some mad dog or Englishman, working on my front flower garden during the near [...]
A couple of weeks ago, Susan and I were having breakfast in the dining room of the Boone Tavern in Berea, Kentucky. We were on the first leg of our 3,000 mile drive through the mid-west. The server was a student from Berea College. In the course of our chit-chat, I found out she was [...]
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