CARTOON: Afghan Reverse

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CARTOON: Hewes

Billy Hewes is a good guy. No doubt. But his biggest challenge is name recognition. A long-time career as a legislator from the Coast doesn’t make you statewide-famous.

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Notes from the road

I drove 1,250 miles last week.  I did my radio show in Greenville and Monticello, Mississippi.  I spoke in Biloxi and San Destin.  Here are a few notes from my travels:

Greenville, Mississippi is a historic city on the banks of the Mississippi River. It is also a classic example of a Delta town under stress.  It’s bleeding population. It suffers from the standard problems you see in the Delta.  But the folks I interviewed on the show were all optimistic that the next ten years could see a turn around.  The main thing I kept hearing over and over again: “We need to work together.”  That’s the truth throughout the state.  We get so obsessed with our little worlds that we forget that we are in the same boat.

Monticello is a beautiful town on the banks of the Pearl River.  I did my live remote from the lawn of the Lawrence County Civic Center, a history old school built in 1925 and restored in the past few years.  During the 4 o’clock hour, I interviewed the Senate District 39 Republican candidates vying to fill Cindy Hyde-Smith’s seat (she’s running for Commissioner of Agriculture).  All three are perfectly qualified and the people of Lincoln, Lawrence and Simpson counties are fortunate to have such good candidates to choose from.  Bill Boerner is an attorney from Brookhaven who looks very much like Sid Salter and has a degree from Millsaps.  Attorney and real estate broker Sally Doty has a lot of polish and if she doesn’t win this race, she’ll win another in the future.  And Monticello Mayor Dave Nichols II presented the passion he’s been known for with Pearl River flood control issues up stream.  It will be interesting to see how the Highway 84 by-pass affects the town of Monticello. That was my biggest question when I headed back up Highway 27.

I spoke in Biloxi and the newly purchased IP (what the Imperial Palace is called these days.) on Friday.  I spoke to Medical Group Management Association of Mississippi, the folks who hold the keys to the kingdom in health care. It was interesting hearing their take on the changes in the health care system and I appreciated their sense of humor as much as they appreciated mine.

On Saturday, I spoke to the Mississippi CPA’s convention in San Destin. It was good to see many old friends and I appreciated the compliments on my recent cartoons and on my radio show. Nice to know someone still believes in my work.

On the way home, the fire in Gulf Shores made Pensacola look like Los Angeles. It was hazy and smoky. Visibility was cut substantially.  The fire along 1-10 hadn’t started by the time I headed north up Hwy 98.  Considering how dry the Coast is, I’m not surprised we’re seeing the fires.

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The Mountain

Growing up, I was like Sarah Palin and Russia; I could see Kennesaw Mountain from my front porch.  It loomed in the distance — an unmovable sentinel to the South.

During Civil War,  General Sherman (bad words in the South), did a little maneuver that is a very important life lesson to me 150 years later.  Instead of hitting the Confederate batteries on the mountain head on (in what would have been a terrible, bloody battle), he went around.  He flanked it. He saved his energy for a bigger prize ahead: Atlanta. He fought a smaller battle to the west and went around.  The rest is, well, history.

I’ve bloodied my nose several times fighting foolish fights against immovable objects: Bosses, situations, etc.  Now, I’m not saying duck out of every battle — you need to fight for yourself when push comes to shove.  I’m just suggesting you do like the “War is Hell” General did. Pick your battles wisely. Keep focused on the goal ahead.  Leave the mountain behind.

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Monday Free-For-All

Good morning! Hope you have a great day!

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A few photos from speech in San Destin

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The Zip Line

Each step I climbed made me ill. I looked out at the Destin skyline and thought, “What the #$%$ am I doing?” The treetops rocked in the breeze. I took another step and another one. My stomach churned. I could turn back but I wasn’t going to — I was going to ride the zip line.

I hate heights. No, I loathe them. They strike fear in my heart, make my palms sweat and cause my knees to buckle. Really. How bad to I despise heights? I got nervous during the fight scene in the movie Up. And it’s a cartoon.

I reached the top of the tower which is several stories off the ground. I grabbed the handrail tightly and looked out across the way to the other tower. It was connected with nothing more than a thin, steel cable. One that was going to hold my fat butt as I slid over there.

My knees were weak at this point. I couldn’t chicken out. I refused to look or back down.

The man at the top checked my harness again and hooked me to the pulley. “Walk out on the plank slowly.” I felt nauseous. One step. Another. And another. Then a step into nothing. A step into nothing but pure faith.

Away I went. There was nothing between me and the ground.

Before I knew it, I hit the other platform and the guy unhooked me. I walked up the stairs for my return trip. I leapt off the platform like Superman. This time it was fun. I waved at the people on the ground, kicked my legs and enjoyed the ride.

As I looked at my ant-like family on the ground, I thought the leap was a wonderful metaphor about my life — I’m in a time of great change. A reinvention that is causing me to take several leaps of faith.

Change is not easy. It’s downright scary. When you’re a cancer survivor like me, you crave “normalcy” like oxygen. So my fear of heights isn’t much different than my fear of change. But I will overcome that fear. Why? Same reasons I overcame my fear of the zip line. I wouldn’t walk up a tower and walk off a plank without some things to put my faith in: A harness, a cable, safety inspections, etc. I knew bad things could happen (for example: me falling to my death) but I also knew the odds were in my favor. Change in my life is the same way. I have faith in my family. My friends. My community. People believe in my talent. That’s my safety harness. Yes, I could fall (or fail as the case might be), but I know that I most likely won’t. I’ll make it to the other side. And it will be well-worth it.

The zip line proved three things to me: I can take a risk. I can take a leap. And I will enjoy the ride.

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Sunday Free-For-All

Good morning! Last day in paradise. How are you?

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Saturday Free-For-All

Sorry this is so late. Had a speech this morning.

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Friday Free-For-All

Good morning! Off to go speak! Big day for success.

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