Have You Hugged Your Mail Carrier Lately?
Neither have I. Nor am I about to. But I am a life-long fan of the United States Postal Service, and I’m delighted with two aspects of USPS customer service…
Ain’t Preaching, Just Saying
Let me start by “just asking.” When you look at the list below, who or what does it remind you of? And when or what time is it describing? Once…
Christmas in a Small Town: Connected Experiences and Memories
If you were to ask your family and friends, or perfect strangers, what’s the best thing about the Christmas season, what would they say? Being with loved ones? Lights and…
Sunshine Does, Too, Smell!
The proverbial “they” say sunshine doesn’t smell. But I say it does. That’s because I’ve smelled it, many times. I hope you have too. If not, I feel bad for…
When Songs Plus Memories Add Up to More
Isn’t it strange how sometimes a series of small seemingly unrelated and not especially meaningful occurrences suddenly get pulled together by some other minor happening so that they add up…
The Naked Truth about Me and School Buses
The smallest things can trigger memories, whether they are pleasant or best forgotten. Sometimes the two types crop up together. That was the case a few days before Christmas when…
Scuppernongs and Doodlebugs
Regarding memories being where you find them, did you ever wonder what scuppernongs, doodlebugs, chinquapins, hully gully, and mumblety-peg have in common? No? Well, I sort of assumed you didn’t….
Throw Me Some of Them Goobers
“When Lawmakers Howled Like Dogs,” or “The Day They Shut Down Louisiana,” or “Closed” would each also be as appropriate a title for this post as “Throw Me Some of…
Magic Portals
This is a tale of gratitude. I expect most of us know and appreciate how, even in this age of the Internet, libraries, archives, and museums are magic portals to…
What Is a Bicycle?
“Why,” you may wonder, “would anyone ask what a bicycle is?” Well, it’s because this morning for no special reason I got to thinking that a bicycle may not be…
