Category Archives: Writing

Tomorrow night, I have the honor of speaking Northwest Rankin’s graduating class. Two of my fellow Sprayberry High School classmates will be in the audience. Their daughter, a very talented and bright young lady, is the salutatorian. It seems like … Continue reading →

H.O.P.E. defined. Monday: H — Humor. Tuesday: O — Opportunity to serve. Today: P — Physical well-being The sun peeked over the horizon, kissing the clouds and creating a red/orange blanket the covered that football field. But I didn’t notice. … Continue reading →

Right now Pip is lying against my wife’s legs. She’s smart like that; the dog knows who to suck up to. She is Amy’s dog. Or more accurately, Amy is Pip’s human. I am the person who scratches her stomach … Continue reading →

Get on your butt. Then walk toward your feet with your hands and feet. It’s called Crab Walk. It looks more like a dog wiping his butt on the carpet. This morning we had to do that for 20 yards. … Continue reading →

I’m going to take four days to bring you H.O.P.E. Hope is word that gets thrown around a bunch these days. But I think we live in a time when really need more of it. H.O.P.E. stands for the four … Continue reading →

In 1991, I graduated from the University of Tennessee and immediately put my degree to use cleaning Pope High School in Marietta, Georgia. One of my fellow custodians was a lady named Maggie. It took me a while to get … Continue reading →

SHORT STORY: The Lucky Dime Two crisp dollar bills went into the machine. Two quarters, a nickel, a soda and a tarnished dime came out. John held the dime in his palm and adjusted his glasses. “196…,” he mumbled under … Continue reading →

“So, you growing an eggplant on your hand?” I looked at my son’s thumb. I thought it could had been jammed but the discoloration was too bad. It was probably broken. “Let’s go get an X-ray.” Yes, it’s broken. His … Continue reading →

When my oldest son was 10, I took him with me on a speech as a reward for straight A’s. This was during the BP oil spill, and the casino where I was speaking was nearly deserted. Heck, the whole … Continue reading →