It’s remarkable how much people will pay for food that sounds fancy.
Take scones for example. Please, take them. All of them.
If you go into one of those fancy coffee shops that charges the same price for a drink as I pay for an oil change, you often will be asked if you’d like a scone to go with your order.
Don’t do it. It’s a trick.
The first time I was offered a scone, I expected something that exploded when I tasted ...
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Mr. Harless’ TV and radio repair shop wasn’t on Main Street, but it wasn’t far from it.
The hardware store and clothing shops took up most of the main drag through my hometown of Ashdown, Arkansas.
But, if you turned east off of Highway 71 on the street just before the city’s sole flashing red light, you’d find Mr. Harless’ fix-it shop.
He often was sitting with his back to the window as he worked.
In the 1960s, television was still fairly new ...
There’s still a debate over whether we spelled it “TRAX,” or “TRAXX.” What’s not in doubt is that it was a high school rock band that five friends from the Texarkana area played in during the late 1970’s.
What’s also not debated is that after 40 years, those same friends rejoined for one night to play some of the same tunes they had last played when Jimmy Carter was president.
“So, I’ll be back in Texarkana in about six months for my ...
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Seeing a classic or antique car always reminds me of someone. That someone is most often my father.
“That’s a 1955 Chevrolet Bel Air,” my father would say. “Most people preferred the 1957, but I never understood why. The ‘55 is a much prettier car.”
He was right.
Cars are a connection to our past. I can think of no other item that we buy, use and then sell, that lingers with fondness in our minds.
I’m not ...
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“Hello, my name is Clark Gable,” said the man sitting next to me in the airport.
I turned to greet him. His Master’s hat from Augusta was the second thing that caught my attention – the first, of course, was his name.
As we shook hands, I’m sure I had the same look on my face that he’d seen many times during his seven or eight decades on the planet.
I didn’t bring up Gone ...
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