**With nods to my friend Greybeard… if you shed an easy tear… well, fair warning.** One of the secrets that I mentioned earlier has come to pass. Remember last year I talked about Ms Samantha and her potential illness? Remember
Read
This post was written by Mrs Jinksto and me as an email to some friends who are facing tough times. I’ve asked them if I could share it here because I thought it was a neat bit of writing that
Christmas in Poverty
Some of my best Christmas memories come from being a child. A child in a very poor family. I’ve been there. I’ve eaten meals provided by others in bags surreptitiously left on a porch when no one was home. I
It was the best of times…
… it was the worst of times.* Charles Dickens finishes that thought with a long paragraph that continues the theme but those two more famous lines from the opening paragraph of A Tale of Two Cities really describe what this
… mightier than the sword.
I make pens… you know, writing instruments… as in, mightier than the sword? It all started rather innocently. You see, I bought a lathe. Nothing lavish, just the cheapest full size lathe that Harbor Freight sells. But I didn’t even
I saw…
I knelt beside a tiny brook in Uwharrie National Forest this morning and watched it slowly, slowly push past the rocks. The stream is nearly dry but continues to trickle along day after day. Small crawfish [ref]Or more properly
With people who know…
I was in Toronto last week for three days. Long hard days of work in a big city. A very big, very progressive city. We had been talking about doing a Gumbo on Saturday but coming home late Friday night
Just another guy…
A friend posted this link on Facebook. A random comment on that post reminded me of this story. One night while I was in the military I was traveling through an airbase. I stopped in at a local bar
Amazing Grace…
My favorite song is amazing grace as sung by my mother on beautiful spring days at the kitchen sink. Mom wasn’t a singer. I mean, she wasn’t horrible but it’s not something that she normally did and she didn’t sing
Redneck Wine Glasses
Note: If you actually came here looking for how to make Redneck Wine Glasses… scroll all the way to the bottom. Being part of a community is kinda cool. If I don’t post for a while folks like Greybeard over