Clinton, South Carolina, Tuesday, September 3, 2019, 9:49 a.m. The times, they are a-changing. No, I don’t mean the technological age. The focus is much smaller. A hurricane is headed, well, not exactly this way, but close enough to fret. At the moment, my uncertainty is narrow in focus. For instance, where will I be? …
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It’s the Week of the Big Ballgame
Clinton, South Carolina, Friday, August 30, 2019, 12:02 p.m. Thursday evening was a matter of logistics. The Clinton High School cross country team left Wilder Stadium with the “game ball” for Friday’s rivalry at Laurens. They passed it to the Laurens harriers about halfway up U.S. 76; then they boarded the bus that had been …
Adventures in Technology, Breathing, and Breathing Technologically
Clinton, South Carolina, Thursday, July 18, 2019, 11:18 a.m. This is the first blog in a while. I’ve been busy. My home wifi went out, and I couldn’t schedule a technician until Tuesday. While I was spending time at the local library and McDonald’s – two locations conveniently nearby – someone hacked my Facebook account, …
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Back in the Roots of My Raising
Clinton, South Carolina, Friday, July 12, 2019, 1:28 p.m. My mother, 79 years young, and I chat on the phone most days. It is my theory that the relation between generations is all mathematic. When I was born, Betty Davis Dutton was not quite 18. When I was 4 and she 22, we were miles …
Up the Down Staircase
Clinton, South Carolina, Tuesday, June 4, 2019, 11:07 a.m. I am, under normal circumstances, annoyingly punctual, a legacy of my grandmother and my football coach. Most of my acquaintances are fashionably late. Many are the times I get antsy, complete my work in a hurry and go somewhere 45 minutes early. It makes me frantic …
Another Sunday in the Living Room with the Television On
Clinton, South Carolina, Sunday, May 19, 2019, 10:40 a.m. Maybe it’s because part of my job these days is taking pictures. Maybe it’s some sort of introspection that comes with age. Age wasn’t particularly prominent in my mind until I reached 60. Thirty, 40, 50 … they were just numbers. Sixty was the most significant …
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Pick My Fiction Up on Your Way Down
Clinton, South Carolina, Tuesday, May 7, 2019, 12:23 p.m. It would probably be easier to write a song. A song can be quick and clever. A blog requires a bit more wisdom. It has to be more than clever. It’s not as complicated, but there’s more heft in its thoughts. Not that I’m an expert …
Good Times, Great Oldies …
Clinton, South Carolina, Saturday, April 27, 2019, 6:07 p.m. It’s been a busy week but also one full of rich, evocative experiences. All week long, I experienced warm reminiscences through the mists of a time that seem superior to what I’m living now. That’s the way memories are. They get better with time. It wasn’t …
Home at the Waffle House
Clinton, South Carolina, Saturday, February 16, 2019, 12:14 p.m. The Waffle House was hopping this morning. I could barely hear Olivia Newton-John over the din. You’re the one that I want, you’re the one that I want, uh, uh, uh-uhhhh … Keith and Robert Wooten – for some reason, everybody called Robert “Dan” in high …
To Think, Sports Was Once Considered an Educational Experience …
Clinton, South Carolina, Sunday, January 6, 2019, 4:45 p.m. An alarmingly large array of life’s experiences are stupid, but that’s too broad a topic for a blog being written while watching NFL playoff games. Sports is also too broad a topic, and this isn’t going to be comprehensive. It’s going to be limited to what …
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