The Gospel of Baseball
I still remember the late afternoon my Daddy came home from the hardware store with my first baseball glove. That's it, a Max Alvis Fieldmaster made by Wilson. Mr. Alvis, in case you're wondering, played in the Major Leagues from 1962 through 1970, making the All Star team twice along the way. Had Mr. Alvis seen me playing, he probably would have shipped me a glove endorsed by another Big Leaguer. Probably by his least favorite teammate or by an opponent he really didn't like
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Goodbye, Mr. Lincoln
Something completely incredible happened on Monday September 14, 2026. No, the Atlanta Falcons didn’t win a football game-that’s a bit beyond the realm of possibility. And no, I didn’t eat a serving of Brussell sprouts or agree to sing a solo in church. So, it’s not quite that big, but it is really, really BIG. Here it is-the United States House of Representatives held a vote and the bill passed unanimously. Every vote cast was in the affirmative, with not a single represen
Sep 212 min read
One Little Piece Of Paper
The world was different 45 years ago. September 11 was just another day on the calendar. We’d never emailed or texted a message and cars needed mechanics, not computer technicians, to repair them. Phone watches were the things of James Bond movies. And my college of choice, the University of Georgia, ran on the quarter system, not on semesters. That meant classes started about now, in mid-September, when it actually was beginning to look and feel like Summer was passing the
Sep 142 min read
Golf Clubs, Mistakes, and Sins
I do not claim to know anything about golf, given the fact that I only play putt-putt and that not very well. I gave real golf a try a few times back in high school and college, but I quickly discovered that I had to make a choice between it and religion. No, I don't mean I grew to love golf so much that it was competing with my faith. To the contrary. I was terrible at the game, and it brought out the worst in me. Close to 50 years later, I'm still embarrassed by my behavior
Jul 245 min read
Making Memories
This summer's session of Camp Fort Valley is in the books. By the grandparents' reckoning, it was a raging success, meaning we didn't lose a kid or visit an Emergency Room. We do have a little sleep to make up, but two days with my favorite three year old boy and six year old girl are well worth it. Next year, Bennett, my favorite one year old boy and the youngest of our grandkids, will hopefully be old enough to join the fun. Summer Camp always means a trip to Pearson's for
Jul 202 min read
No Flag? No Red, White, and Blue?
I learned something recently that shocked me. It was on social media, but I personally know many of the people posting, so I'm confident the sentiments expressed are real, which makes me very sad. Our nation's 250th birthday is upon us and I come to find out that a portion of the population doesn't really feel like celebrating. It seems that they don't feel good about flying their American flag or wearing red, white, and blue, and it all stems from the fact that they're profo
Jul 33 min read
The Little Things
For all I know, my mother mixed a little Heinz 57 in with my bottles as a baby. I say that for the simple reason that I can't recall my first taste of the stuff, but I'm almost certain it was love, true love, right from the start. At least on my part. It's steak sauce, so I, of course, put it on my steak as a kid and I have ever since, even though it offends my sons, both of whom believe a steak properly cooked needs no condiment. "You're covering up the taste of the meat," t
Jun 203 min read
