Category Archives: Writing

The clouds looked like dryer lint as rain and sleet came falling out of the sky. A lone man, dressed in a plain overcoat, walked toward the big box store late Christmas Eve.  If there truly was Peace on Earth … Continue reading →

In honor of Pearl Harbor Day, I’m reprinting this story from  my book “Fried Chicken & Wine.” May the day that’ll live in infamy never be forgotten.    A light mist shrouded Pearl Harbor, Hawaii.  The normally bright blue water … Continue reading →

His high-paying job just evaporated one day.  He sat in the corner office, hopelessly begging for a career that would never come back.  Soon afterwards, all the trappings of his wealth went with it.  Once the house and cars were … Continue reading →

It was the big night at the East Mississippi Christmas Tree Farm Christmas Festival. Cool December air nipped at the visitors’ red noses as they sang Christmas Carols and drank hot chocolate. Families from all around Mississippi flocked to the moon-lit … Continue reading →

Late one Monday afternoon, a lone man sat on a park bench.  He opened up a brown bag, stuck his hand inside and quickly closed it.  He shut his eyes and started muttering something under his breath.  At a time … Continue reading →

“34 79 23 6 12  and Powerball 7.” Kris Kaylor sat in his pickup truck on the edge of the Natchez bluff.  He listened intently while a man read the winning power ball numbers.  His hands holding the ticket shook … Continue reading →

My son leaned over to me and whispered, “Always Be Closing, Dad.” I laughed and said, “Coffee is for closers.”  But I couldn’t have been more proud of the boy. We were selling my book Fried Chicken & Wine for … Continue reading →