Category Archives: Blog

I ran four miles this morning in the dark mist. Potholes and pine combs threatened my footing. Hills burned my lungs. A couple of insights about life popped into my head — answers to questions I have sought for a … Continue reading →

Public speaking is Governor Phil Bryant’s superpower. He has a folksy gift of putting on his boots, jumping on the stump and delivering a homespun speech.  This year’s State of the State was classic Phil.  But as I listened, I wondered, “What … Continue reading →

I’m having a hard time remembering when it all started — but I think at least ten years ago would be a good place to start. Mother had open-heart surgery, nearly bled out and was in a coma for a … Continue reading →

Scrooge sat in his office, warmed by the glow of the flat-screen TV in the corner. On it was a chryon screaming, “Breaking news: Massive Tax Package passes both House and Senate, signed into law.” Scrooged grinned. It would be … Continue reading →

Dateline: The North Pole As I trudged down the ramp of the giant cargo plane, I was greeted by a short man with pointed ears. Snow whipped around us like a leaf in a hurricane as his high-pitched voice pierced … Continue reading →

December 7, 1941 is the date that lives in infamy, but December 8, 1941 is the date when America started to pick itself off the ground. The Pacific Fleet’s battleships lay in ruin. Oil burned on the harbor. Rescuers desperately … Continue reading →

A few notes from my brief career as Grand Marshal Marshall. 1. I rode in a bright red, new Chevrolet Camaro SS Convertible. The 455 hp V-8 will propel the car from 0-60 in four seconds — and the only … Continue reading →

A cold wind blew an even colder mist into my face. It felt like I was being stabbed by millions of little needles as I walked across the football field. I looked at my watch: 4:49 a.m. Ugh. Lactic acid, … Continue reading →

“He’s not at the top of the ladder, but he’s climbing.” Quote at the bottom of Guy Brown, Jr.’s yearbook photo Names are carved on a cold stone. Each name has a story behind it. But when the people who … Continue reading →