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I‘ve driven past it dozens if not hundreds of times through the years. The post is made from wood of a kind we don’t see anymore, cured heart longleaf pine, ten inches or so across [Read More]
We call it the Blue Room, simply because that’s the color of the walls. The modern term is “man cave,” which I despise almost as much as the phrase “she shed.” My blue room is [Read More]
Every time we turn around lately, somebody is angry or offended or something. Indeed, it almost seems to be worse as we’ve moved closer to Christmas. That bothers me. We really aren’t the first to [Read More]
Editor’s note: Times may change, society may evolve, and even newspapers change the way they deliver current events, commentary and the events of daily life.Some things, however, never change. We sincerely hope that you will [Read More]
Note—thank you to everyone who asked if there would be a Paula story this year. You can find previous Paula stories on my Facebook page. Merry Christmas! Once upon a time, there was a possum [Read More]
More than a century ago, maybe even on a Christmas morning, the doll was unwrapped to squeals of joy. Her body was simple and straight forward – basically just cotton bags, stuffed with more cotton. [Read More]
By Katie Compton Boyd No doubt about it, my gramps loved Christmas. He loved everything about it, the meaning, the reason, the joy dancing across children’s faces. Each Christmas he assembled scores of his adult [Read More]
In many ways, I was always a pestilential child, at least when it came to my siblings. At Christmas, I was even worse. That particular year, I had become markedly skeptical about Santa Claus. The [Read More]
Good William IX doesn’t have to hunt for a living any more, but the instinct is still there. I brought the redbone home on my birthday a few years back, hungry, tick-infested and cast away [Read More]
Thanksgiving has ended, which typically marks that wonderful time of year when I begin decorating for Christmas. Not inside, mind you, until Dec. 1 at the earliest, because I can only stand so much of [Read More]
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