Stories
What a day. I’ll wait ’till I return back home to write about this trip.Until then, I’ll just say it has been a good day. I’m currently in a Motel Room somewhere in Mississippi.If you know me, you know I enjoy Motel Rooms. Places such as “Motel 6” or “Days Inn.”My travel companions, My Brother,…
Read MoreThe Local Piggly Wiggly.We simply call it “The Pig.” Mom put together a list of grocery items needed for Thanksgiving. We had thought that Thanksgiving was going to be ruined this year due to Mom’s Shingles but knock on wood, she has recovered and is doing well, and lots of people are helping her out…
Read MoreI love Oysters. I’ve talked about it.I love them raw, fried, baked, and smoked. “Smoked” brings me to my point. Yesterday… I had an Oyster craving. So I went out and bought three cans of “Chicken Of The Sea Smoked Oysters.” I returned home and got my hot sauce, salt, cheese, and crackers.I did all…
Read More4:47 am. I awake. I decide to get in the truck, ride around, and listen to Olde Time Radio.I figured some “Jack Benny” or “Bob Hope” would be a great way to start this day, and I’ve got some Jack and Bob saved on my Smart Phone—which connects to my vehicle’s radio. Sometimes I make-believe…
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When I was a teenager, I worked as the “Sheet-out-boy” at a local Pizza place.In other words, I took a ball of Dough, dropped it into the top of this rolling machine, and it would flatten the Dough and roll it out like a flat sheet of paper.I’d then stretch that flattened Dough out more…
Read More—Three On A String – The Sugar Creek Dinner Club— Last night I went out with my Aunt and Uncle to the “Sugar Creek Dinner Club.” Sugar Creek Dinner Club, located deep inside Blount County, is a club for music lovers.To become a member, you must attend two events in the same season.And, with last…
Read MoreI slowly walked outside. My head hung low. Upon getting outside, I looked off into the distance and mumbled to myself, “Well, now I know my body can do that…” I stood there, staring off into the distance. “How did that happen? How come they weren’t prepared? I called and called. I told them over…
Read MoreI had to go play “Rock Star” today.Yeah, I’m a “Rock Star.”Some call me a “Super Star,” and I’ve even heard the term “Jukebox Hero.”I’m the “Lead Singer” and “Lead Guitarist” of the band—my band—The fans really come to hear me. Over One Hundred Thousand people had bought tickets to see my band and me.…
Read MoreThis Story takes place in the ’90s. I was in my late Teens or early Twenties, and with as many Doctors and specialists as I saw, this was bound to happen one day. I went to see a heart Doctor. They did a few tests on me. I remember that I had to wear a…
Read More—Another Bus Stop Story— The year was ’87.I was twelve years old.Mike Tyson’s Punch-Out was one of the more popular Nintendo Games, and all the kids played it. We would walk a quarter of a mile to the Bus Stop each day.We had to be there before 7:15 am. That’s when the bus would run.…
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