I was just one side or the other of four years old the first time my dad took me to work with him. He managed the machine shop at Southern Tool in Oxford, Alabama. Two things about that visit have stayed with me all these years. The first is Colonel Armstrong. He was retired from … Read more
Thanks to Mrs. Chili for reminding me of this memory: I’m about as adventurous an eater as they come. I’ll try it once, whatever it is. Ahem. Ever had a balut? It’s a hard-boiled duck or chicken egg, but fertilized. Call ’em “late term,” too—the chick is just about done. They originated in either Vietnam … Read more
Headed to the initial planning meeting for my 20-year high school reunion tonight. Hard to believe it’s been that long. We were so young. Our dreams were as large as the sky. As my classmate and friend Paul said in his senior quote: “As I stand on the shore of life, a hurricane of opportunity … Read more