I went to the garage and I grabbed the shovel, re-entered the living room and began moving through the room picking up a shovel full and dropping into a heavy duty garbage bag. I am exaggerating the extent of my efforts to clean the house, but at times, I feel like that is the only […]
How many times a day do I reach over and hit the squirt top of an antibacterial and rub down my hands? As I think on this practice, I wonder sometimes how I ever survived my childhood? How did any of us?
I took the antique cedar box and polished it until it had a shine like a brand new nickel. In the inside of the upper lid, I pasted a photo of me playing the fiddle on the stage of the Ryman Auditorium. It is amazing what we might think will serve to convey the feelings […]
I stood at the edge of the mountain and looked down at the green of the fields below. The fields were cut neatly into the shapes that the farmers had cultivated them in for years. The blue sky around me seemed to almost envelope me as I stood amongst the rocks and trees listening to […]
I was driving across Georgia the other day on a back road when I noticed on my right a youth heading in my direction from the right at a fast rate of speed. He wasn’t running, so I assumed he was on a skateboard. Protruding from the small blue toboggan on his head, I could […]
It was Saturday morning and I had risen early in anticipation of a family outing. I couldn’t have been more than seven and of course to me the adventure should start right then despite the fact it was an afternoon picnic that was planned.
As a youth my Granddad Bill made his way west and when he returned to the Gravelly Spur, he brought with him the stories of the Old West, gunfights, cattle rustlers, ranchers who ran large ranches like kingdoms.
As I stumbled along the dirt road, occasionally I would reach my hand up and slip it into that of my Grandpa Jesse’s. As an independence streak struck, I would then pull it back managing my steps all on my own at least for a few feet then I would once again find myself repeating […]
Two of my long-time Grand Ole Opry friends have new projects that everyone is sure to enjoy. Jeanne Pruett, an accomplished musician, author, and restauranteur, has completed her new book “Jeanne Pruett: Miss Satin Sheets I Remember.” She shares her memories good, great and even bad as she focuses on decades of music and music makers. “(I […]
When you got up this morning, did you wonder what you were going to do today? Most of us have a routine that we are locked in, work, school or family activities. Each day is almost a reflection of the one before and these days sometimes seem like they stretch on year after year without […]
