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Tracks

  The memorial service at a little West Tennessee country church was followed by fried chicken, green beans and potato salad. Mixed in between the homemade banana bread and sweet tea were, “It’s good to see you,” “How have you … Continue reading

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For the love of beagles

June 19 is the birthday of Creole Belle, my beagle. This is number twelve for her and I’m happy to say she’s doing just fine, thank you. A little more mellow than she was several years ago but she still … Continue reading

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From the Tallahatchie Bridge to the company store

Yesterday was “the third of June,” and since I was not in the Delta, I can’t tell you if it was sleepy or dusty this year. But I can tell you that each year on that date, the song that … Continue reading

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Moon River, My Mama and Me

My mother never smoked cigarettes during the day. But after my daddy died in 1963, every night after I went to bed, she would fix a drink (Kentucky Gentleman bourbon and water), fire up a Kool Menthol and listen to … Continue reading

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Fiscal Cliff Huxtable

In July, my one of my teeth began to hurt. I went to the dentist who looked at it and said, “From the outside, it looks fine to me. You must be grinding your teeth at night.” O.K., how can … Continue reading

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October 19, 1956

Random birthday thoughts October 19, 1956: To quote Charles Dickens, “To begin my life with the beginning of my life, I record that I was born (as I have been informed and believe) on a Friday…” My grandfather turned fifty-six … Continue reading

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Moon River, My Mama and Me

My mother never smoked cigarettes during the day. But after my daddy died in 1963, every night after I went to bed, she would fix a drink (Kentucky Gentleman bourbon and water), fire up a Kool Menthol and listen to … Continue reading

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