There were 50 seats on the plane. I counted.
The aircraft’s courtesy lights dimly lighted the cabin. Which was good, because no one was really awake. We had all arrived at airport screening at 4:30 am, some earlier, for a 5:30 flight. Finishing up a week of time off, I had enjoyed my vacation, but was ready to get back home.
Flying is truly a gift. In just a little over a century, we’ve gone from two brothers gliding a couple of ...
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As tears ran down my face, in a raspy voice I mumbled, “You owe me a dollar.”
Ms. Bettie was one of the senior checkers at the Piggly Wiggly. She had bet me a dollar that I couldn’t eat a whole, raw jalapeño.
She was right. But with all of our coworkers watching, I was not about to admit defeat.
I was 17 and had never eaten a hot pepper. But, like most guys that age, I was all gas pedal, and no ...
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I had a man cave before it was called that.
For eons, men have had a space they called their own. A place to get away. This space has been called a number of different things, but the purpose was the same. When the pressures of their time reached an unacceptable level, they could escape.
One hundred years ago, when America was primarily an agrarian society, men had a barn. There, they could retreat to a day of taking care of the ...
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