Clinton, South Carolina, Sunday, December 1, 2019, 10:30 a.m. It was a lone outpost consisting of a pop-up tent, a silver-gray trailer with a big-screen TV, another whose screen wasn’t as big, tables of food, coolers of ice and beverage, and a small group of would-be celebrants. The Furman University campus was mostly vacant in …
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A Couple More Days Till the Turkey
Clinton, South Carolina, Thursday, November 28, 2019, 8:11 a.m. My favorite holiday is Thanksgiving. This should come as no surprise. I’m fat, and there’s food. Family. Football. I must be 4-F in the Thanksgiving draft. I’m mostly a happy guy. I love baseball, too. Hot dogs, especially the ones at Whiteford’s Drive-In, the ones with …
Things I Wish Somebody Else Would Say
Clinton, South Carolina, Saturday, November 23, 2019, 10:01 a.m.. A frustration of mine is wishing people would say what I would. Whether it’s a presidential debate, or a stock car race, or a sitcom, I can’t understand why people with a voice don’t use it the way I would. For instance, I don’t find President …
‘Life Gets Complicated When You Get Past Eighteen …’
Clinton, South Carolina, Sunday, November 17, 2019, 8:23 a.m. I think so much better in the morning. I wish I had the time to write one of these every day. This morning I awakened to thoughts about the limits of sportsmanship. A few days ago, I was talking to someone about that commercial that used …
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My Breakfast Is My Life
Clinton, South Carolina, Monday, November 11, 2019, 9:51 a.m. Most mornings, I get up, put some coffee on, plug in the cell to recharge, take some medication, and retire to the facilities. Then I return, sit down and arm the laptop (okay, sign on), let the coffee cool a bit, and check the morning email …
Why the Paladin Roams
Clinton, South Carolina, Sunday, November 10, 2019, 9:17 a.m. The best part of writing is the random observations along the way. I get more from bumping into someone on a sideline – not literally; the last time that happened, a guy on the chain crew backpedaled faster than I and stepped on my foot, and …
A Tale of Women Destined to Be Ahead of their Time
Clinton, South Carolina, November 6, 2019, 9:56 p.m. I’ve read my share of books about World War II. I’ve read tales of combat and espionage, not to mention bios of Roosevelt, Churchill, and MacArthur. I try to fill in the gaps of my knowledge. I didn’t know a lot about the Eastern Front of Europe, …
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A Weary Saturday with Ballgames on
Clinton, South Carolina, Saturday, November 2, 3:50 p.m. I don’t get out much. The last time I spent a night in a motel room was in March. My road trips are to places like Piedmont (twice!), Simpsonville, and Greer, where the Piedmont Municipal Power Agency resides. A commute to Greenville after four hours’ sleep is …
It’s Only Words, and Words Are All I Have …
Clinton, South Carolina, Thursday, October 31, 2019, 9:30 a.m. I try not to hate, but from time to time, I have to ask forgiveness over things such as New York Yankees. It’s not as bad to hate things as it is to hate people. For instance, I hate a lot of words. Utilize. In all …
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Writers Need Love, Too
Clinton, South Carolina, Wednesday, October 23, 2019, 9:22 a.m. It’s going to be one of those days, crashing down on another one like white water over rocks. Seldom is it good when one notices that the answering machine is beeping at the crack of dawn. I seldom was called a moron before Trump got elected …
