Biscuits, Coffee and Fellowship

Clinton, South Carolina, Wednesday, February 12, 2020, 8:33 p.m. The morning was something of a disaster. I had been up well past midnight, as usual, after writing about the basketball games, Clinton High ones, which represented both the Devil (Red) and the deep, blue sea. The girls’ team won the region championship. The boys finished …

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Death Occurs Every Day, but We Think about It at Year’s End

Clinton, South Carolina, Monday, December 30, 2019, 9:16 a.m. I have no use for resolutions. I hereby resolve to do in 2020 what I always do, most of which is write, but I also plan to keep myself pacified with my guitar and Kindle. So there. Good to get that out of the way. It’s …

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Things on the Day after Christmas with Little to Do about Christmas

Clinton, South Carolina, Thursday, December 26, 2019, 11:35 a.m. Who am I kidding? I need to write. I don’t know what, but I know I need to write something. I’ve made a lot of mistakes in life, but I’ve never bought insurance from a gekko or an emu. Or a cartoon general driving a red …

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