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The sincerity and the exasperation in Diane’s voice surprised me when she pleaded: “Would you please stop parking ugly in the driveway?” Hmmm. I grew up in Donelson, TN in the 1950’s and 1960’s. I’m not sure we ever even used the term “landscaping”. Grass was just something…
“Mom! You’re not going to let him wear that, are you?” This was a question that rang out in our house several times a week from the time Cayce reached about twelve years old until Jamie left for college…about ten years. I freely admit that, when fashion sense was being handed out, I was…
Diane and I were in our chairs at the beach; she deep into a novel, I half into an afternoon nap, when her phone chimed. It was my Mother. She rarely calls when we’re away…probably still thinks it costs more. Emergency call? “Diane, where is my celery seed? I can’t find it, and…
If you lived on June Drive in Donelson Hills subdivision and played baseball in the late 1950’s and early 1960’s as I did, the best games were always in the backyard of Kent and Neal McNish up on Dearborn Drive. Often, I would be the youngest kid up there, but still they usually let me play. That…
Lunch at Stanford Elementary School was always predictable. I loved the chili they served every Wednesday. I could add crumbled crackers to soak up the liquid and eat it with a fork. It was really good. So were the hamburgers on Thursdays. Friday fish patties were flat rectangles with more batter than fish. Yuk. So three days each week, I…