Author Archives: Marshall Ramsey

You know a dream is like a river Ever changin’ as it flows And a dreamer’s just a vessel That must follow where it goes It was 1991 and my Sports Walkman blared Garth Brook’s song The River. I was … Continue reading →

I’m not a Mississippi State or Ole Miss grad, but I’m thrilled that Mississippians are #1 and #3 in a poll that doesn’t involve something bad like obesity, diabetes, heart disease or ear mites. Yup, two of our schools are … Continue reading →

The world was painted with shades of blue and black. The moon illuminated my running path as I lumbered down it this morning. I had forgotten my headlamp and was probing my way through the darkness. I came to a … Continue reading →

The Mississippi State Fair is winding down. The unique smell of fried food and cow manure, plus a week of fair funk, is wafting across the fairgrounds for only a few more days. Barkers try to get you to have … Continue reading →

My career as a janitor actually began before my year at Pope High School after college. When I was in high school, I’d work at local schools when I wasn’t playing football. I spent most of my time at Rocky … Continue reading →

The earth’s shadow began to munch on the moon. I drove down the dark Mississippi road, dodging deer and watching as the eclipse began to spread. By the time I got to the football stadium for my workout, over half … Continue reading →

“We’re all born the same way but there are a million ways to die.” Tall, thin and tired, Paul Slansky poured a handful on the dirt on the polished coffin and then rubbed his temples. Fifteen years of marriage, seven … Continue reading →