• Staff Sergeant

    Baker County in Southwest Georgia was covered in farmland in 1913, and none of us can imagine the difficulty that life dished out during that time.  That’s where and when this story began.   He was born poor, but all the people he knew were, too, so nobody dwelled on…

  • Lost in the Weeds

    Here I am again.  Feeling alone and separated.  Wandering my own way.  Lost you might say.  Dancing around in the weeds of doubt, deception, anger, and guilt.   And these weeds are tall and thick.  It’s hard to see out of this thorny patch.  It’s hard to remember where I…

  • Spoiled But Thankful

    I slowly rolled out of bed this morning.  Ahhhh, a day off work!  It was quiet except for the birds chirping in the trees in the backyard.  After the wake-up-in-the-morning pit stop, I dragged myself into the kitchen for a glass of water and stared aimlessly into the pantry at…

  • Swoop, The Bucs, and Time

    I was having lunch last week at Hogie Joe’s in Thomson, Georgia.  My Dad, brother, and I were talking about news issues of the day when I noticed a tall gentleman walked into the restaurant.  I immediately recognized him as my old high school basketball teammate and friend, Arte Cole. …

  • Sunday Morning

    “You idiots!  I will not tolerate this kind of careless and obvious negligence!” “Sir, please listen.  I’m begging you.  I can’t describe….  I don’t know how to say it.” “Silence!  You fool!  Don’t you know you could be executed for allowing this?!?” Coming up off his knees, the soldier looked…

  • Manger Scene

    I wrote this years ago and it was printed in the local Baptist church advent devotional.  I thought I would share it here — Christmas time always is a reminder to me of the hope we have in Jesus Christ.  In particular, the manger scenes on display remind me of a lesson…

  • Traffic

    A few days ago, I was on my way home from work.  My drive is a thirty-minute commute between Evans and Thomson, Georgia.  Let me define commute for those of you that may not have driven in the metropolitan area of Augusta, Georgia, after 5:00 P.M.  Drivers are bat excrement…

  • Trick or Treat

    Hear ye, hear ye!  I’m going to give you a big spoiler alert.  If you are a joy stealer at Halloween, this chocolate induced dissertation might get you uptight.  You’ve been warned. Trick-or-treat!!  You don’t like it?  That’s too bad.  Let me yell it again.  TRICK-OR-TREAT!! I currently sit in…

  • Relentless Pursuit

    It’s football season!  I love the fall for its milder weather and pinkish orange sunrises and sunsets, but I also love that it brings football season to us.  I love watching football at any level.  It can be Pop Warner ball.  Maybe it’s a junior high ballgame.  I really enjoy…

  • The Cup

    Are you tired?  Frustrated?  Feeling like your cup is empty?  How about a story? Tomatoes, corn, cucumbers, squash, peas, and watermelon.  The old farmer could take a few seeds, cow patties, fish guts, and black dirt and grow vegetables that were legendary.  People would come from miles around to figure…