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The Road Less Traveled
Once the ‘new’ highway to Harrisburg was completed, and liquor stores popped up in rice fields on the country line, Highway 63 became the road less traveled. Ever since Craighead Country had gone dry, Highway 63 had been the path to liquor. The liquor stores in Truman had struck gold. Craighead Country going dry didn’t… Read more »
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Under the Dogwood Tree
My first dog was a German Shepherd named Duchess Ann, but pronounced ‘Duchess-zann’. I was probably 25 years old when I realized that the name was actually “Duchess Ann”. I had always heard it and said it as one word. I am told she was named for a friend of my parents who lived in… Read more »
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Darlin’
Late one night many years ago after spending some quality time drinking beer, laughing, and listening to music in an Oxford bar called The Gin, three friends and I meandered our way back to an apartment at the Round houses. Katherine and Allyssa lived there. We all staggered into the apartment and flopped into various… Read more »
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Thoughts on a Lab
A Lab believes she can cure you when you are ill A lab does not recognize the concept of personal space. A lab considers all bugs to be playmates. A lab will ensure that your beer does not get warm. A lab will joyfully remove your empty beer can. A lab will joyfully bring your… Read more »
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Rest in Peace, Tony Perez
Tony Perez had a tough start in life. When he was just a puppy, the guy who owned him broke his front leg. In stead of putting the puppy down as the bastard requested the vet, Dr. Perez, offered to take the dog off the bastard’s hands and in exchange would not call the police… Read more »
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Pizza Drive-In
As I sit here this morning, the smell of the fresh, homemade pizza still drifts in my mind if not in the air. Pizza is a magical food that, if homemade, is fully configurable. You can put anything you want on it and it will never cost you $30 per pizza. As a long time… Read more »
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A Blind Date Gone Bad
Each spring I am reminded of a long, cold winter many years ago. It was my first winter living up north, in Pennsylvania. I had rented the top two floors of a 200 year old hotel. I got them cheap and shared them with a five and a half foot tall, somewhat shady, chef. Just… Read more »
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The Jube
The Jube photo courtesy of Curtis Steele
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Duck Hunting
Years ago as we approached duck season, my bride and I considered sending our son, Catfish, down to Arkansas for a Thanksgiving duck hunt with my brother Matt, his son, creatively named, Matt 2.0 and my brother-in-law, Tony, and his son Guy. My brother and my brother-in-law had a duck club complete with flooded woods,… Read more »
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Prom
Early winter in Florida produces some wonderful nights, just cool enough for a fire in the fire place. Frequently Landi and I watch watch reruns of old TV favorites. Right now, we are watching Castle. We always start with the pilot, and then watch the whole series to the end. Last night’s episode featured Castle… Read more »