OK, where did May go? Summer is now here (as you can tell by the heat) but there is a bit of good news on that front. Rain for the next few days followed by sunny and cooler weather this weekend. Life is good.
Congrats to Chris Stratton for being named S.E.C. pitcher of the year. That’ll make a nice bookend to this.
D-2 World Series Update: DELTA STATE WINS AGAIN. Go Fighting Okra!
ZOMBIE UPDATE: More on the naked man who chewed the dude’s face off. Or as I like to call it, “The world’s best anti-drug message ever.” This kids, is you on drugs.
I didn’t know Marina Keegan. Never will. A tragic car crash cut her life way too damn short. But even though I didn’t know her, she has inspired me to live my life to the fullest. One person’s life can touch yours in the biggest ways. Here’s her essay titled, The Opposite of Loneliness. Carpe diem, folks. It’s all we have.
Tragic car wrecks part 2: An onlooker recounts wreck horror. You know — the one on Hwy. 80 where the good Samaritan was killed. Bless Kyeuna Vance and may her family find peace.
I’ll be in Tupelo tomorrow doing my show live from the Elvis Festival. Paul Thorn will be my 4 p.m. guest.
BREAK OUT THE CHEESY GRITS: Mitt has enough delegates for nomination. But Trump (once again) steals the spotlight.
R.I.P. to a master. Doc Watson dead at 89 after a fall. Here’s Deep River Blues.
You know I LOVE me some Paul Thorn!!!! Color me green. When I was doing a 6 month travel stint at NMMC, you had to smoke in the parking garage. The night of the Elvis festival, we had a low census ( not many patients) on our unit, so we sat on the top of the parking garage and listened to the music. MR, every time I hear his song ” What Have You Done (To Lift Somebody Up)” I think of you :)
I love listening to Bluegrass on Saturday nights on MPB, especially on cool, crisp fall nights with a fire in the chiminea and a good bottle of wine. I can’t even begin to count the times I’ve heard Bill Ellison announce Doc Watson’s music, but the man was a legend. He’s gone, but I am assured his music will live on-especially on Saturday nights in Mississippi.
I read the story “The Opposite of Loneliness” and stand amazed at her insight at 22 years of age. A beautiful message that a few of us can no longer remember or comprehend- a life without loneliness. Miss Keegan made a difference in her short life. May she rest in peace.
Opposite of loneliness — how true!