My first writing job eluded me for more than a year after I graduated. So for about eight months in 1993 and 1994, I enthusiastically and successfully sold Acuras and GMC trucks for Jerry Damson. It was exactly the right thing for me at the time. Damson was, and is, a top-notch organization; it was … Read more
One Sunday morning in 1996, Lea and I first began talking about marriage on the swing in her backyard. Among other things, we discussed non-negotiables. One of them for me was that I intended to raise a family in northern Alabama, and that if she wanted to do something else I probably wasn’t The One. … Read more
It was the summer of 1981, which was the last summer before my parents divorced. My bud Brian and I were riding our bicycles in the neighborhood, as we did most days the weather was agreeable. We had taken the “long ride,” which meant we’d ridden through people’s backyards to get over to Canterbury Square, … Read more