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Author Archives: Marshall Ramsey
The Miracle at St. Meridian Church
A trickle of sweat dripped down Franklin G. Spruance’s spine. The steamy summer evening felt like a warm, wet towel wrapped around his body. Mississippi’s oppressive heat was smothering in August; it was something he’d never get used to — … Continue reading
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Trying to Reason with Tornado Season
My hatred of tornadoes developed at a very early age. Atlanta’s weather pattern in the early 1970’s was particularly sucky (pun intended). On March 24, 1975, an EF-3 tornado hit Georgia’s governor’s mansion. One went over our house, too, ripping … Continue reading
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Be a good servant: Fight Fear
One of the stories I’ve told speaking is how the Parable of the Talents changed my attitude when I was a custodian. For those who don’t know that particular parable from the Book of Matthew, I’ll share a very quick … Continue reading
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The Last Mission
One of the last members of the Greatest Generation takes to the skies again. Continue reading
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The Finest Gift: A Christmas Story
“You look handsome.” Rusty Randolph’s mother used spit to try to tame his cowlick. The seven-year-old’s wild blonde hair shot toward the cold, night sky. “C’mon MOM!” Rusty protested. It was really more than having spit used as hair product … Continue reading
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Make it Happen
The boys were home last weekend along with my nephew and his lovely bride. We hung out and watched some football. It was a nice Saturday. With the help of my youngest son, I got out the fire pit and … Continue reading
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$#*^ and other words of wisdom
It was the early 1970s. Dad had rescued an old red pickup truck from the woods of a golf course with the intention of restoring it. It was a 1953 Ford — which would be like us rescuing a truck … Continue reading
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The Prism
Voices in the bar dimmed to a low murmur as a man slowly drained his drink. A lone beam of sunlight penetrated the smoke, passing through the bar’s smoke and refracting into a rainbow on the wood in front of … Continue reading
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What I have learned from back surgery.
1. Take naps. I didn’t until recently and it caused me more pain than I should have had because I stood on my feet for hours at a time, walked and hardly ever sat. This caused my muscles to tighten … Continue reading
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You have been forged like iron into steel. My speech to the class of 2021.
Congratulations. You followed the plan, did the work and now you’re about to receive that sacred piece of paper that shows it. I know everyone here today to support you is proud. But I hope you are proud of yourself, … Continue reading
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