7/20/14 We’re All Immigrants

My great-great+++great grandfather, Edward Sharp, sailed on the ship Henry and Frances in 1687 from League, Scotland, and disembarked at Perth Amboy, New Jersey. He had received a land grant from William Penn and was fleeing Presbyterian persecution in Scotland, looking for religious freedom offered by the Quaker Corporate entity that was Pennsylvania. I’m not…

7/20/14 Whatever Happened to Graceful?

Things just aren’t what they used to be…not by a long shot. It doesn’t seem like so long ago when I could just grab the edge of my pickup truck and simply and gracefully swing over up and into the back, and just as gracefully place the same hand on the edge and simply hop…

7/19/14 Third-Rate Drivel

I cannot stop. I have this time on my hands since I am not feeling my best, not that I am complaining, so I decided I would write something. “You should write a novel,” a friend suggested. I have thought about that for quite some time. It’s hard work developing characters, keeping focused on the…

7/18/14 Disendontistry and Youthful Restoration

Nutrition is a more dismal science than economics. I have written about this many times before, but it keeps presenting itself for more mistreatment. Since I have set limits for myself about writing about politics and my topics have become more limited, I seem to keep unavoidably writing about the same ones. I don’t know…

7/8/14 What Happened to Persuasion?

Please be warned. I am writing this on my tablet. It is likely to be rife with typos which I will fix later. The touchscreen keypad is too small, the screen too tiny to see the words, and I detest typing anything on it other than a short note. Have I persuaded you that I…

7/5/14 That Lucky Old Sun

Writers use words to construct images the reader can visualize. Sometimes the crafty writer, or maybe it’s just the lucky writer, can craft images that are far more vivid than an actual image, and far more personal, since the visualized image comes from the mind of the reader. This is a very subjective process. It…

7/4/14 Awake at Smith Lake

There’s much worse places to be awake at. We spent two days getting ready for our three-hour trip. The whole family would be venturing to Smith Lake in Jasper, Alabama, to spend the July 4 weekend at the lake house of my life long friends, David and Pat Curtis. David and me share a special…

7/1/14 A Real Firecracker

On July 4, 1776, a bunch of brave men with a whole lot to lose set about declaring independence from the British Crown. It was not an easy decision they faced together, for as Benjamin Franklin said, “We must all hang together, or most assuredly, we shall all hang separately.” They were a feisty bunch…

6/29/14 Going My Way?

If a man knows not what harbor he seeks, any wind is the right wind. Lucius Annaeus Seneca He is simply known to us as Seneca. Born in Roman Spain around 4BC and forced by Emperor Nero to commit suicide in 65AD. He was a great Roman Stoic philosopher. His influence is still with us.…

6/28/14 I Simply Must

Yes, I simply must. So here I sit at this keyboard with the overpowering need to write something, but nothing to write about. I seem to go through this every summer, and it is very early in the summer, the solstice just passed a week ago. Usually, my writer’s malaise coincides with the late summer…