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King Of Podunk

September 21, 2013

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I have a short story on Kindle for Free today and I think Sunday. King of Podunk

check it out on Kindle

http://www.amazon.com/King-Podunk-Porch-Drama-ebook/dp/B00F550J56/ref=sr_1_sc_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1379767421&sr=1-1-spell&keywords=king+og+podunk

SMART vs STRONG

June 23, 2013

According to the old Greek that told this tale, the earth was young and only few walked on it.

On one particular day the gods were bored and had gathered to watch the few humans that treaded the earth.

Two caught there attention. One was a strong and powerful man. He had no fear and often spent hours staring at himself in calm waters. The gods found him most charming. Most likely, because he reminded them so much of their own self-centered selves.

They, then spotted another man on the opposite side of the mountain. He was scrawny and seemed preoccupied watching a colony of ants at work. He most likely had never seen himself in a calm pond of water and had no desire to.

After a couple of more goblets of wine they decide to go down and visit the humans. The carried each man a present which was the custom for the time.

When they reached earth and brought the two men together the older god announced he had brought two gifs.

The first was a fine mule and a sleek new wagon. The second was a small piece of paper and a pencil that was barley long enough to still write.

The old god, winked an stared at the beautiful and powerful man and told him to select first. He as well as his companions was all eying the mule and wagon.

The greedy powerful man saw their concerns and took the mule.

The gods smiled and gave the weaker man the discarded pencil and paper. With that they went back to where they had come.

Sometime later, the gods again met for an afternoon of discussion and wine. The two men came up and they looked over a rail to see the powerful man looking at himself in the pond. Not seeing the mule or wagon they decided to once again come down to earth to see what was happing.

Upon their arrival at the pond they ask the powerful man what had come of his gift. He looked a little sheepish and confessed.

“One day I was at this very watering hole. The mule you gave me was drinking his fill and I was admiring myself just up the stream there.

That silly little man came up with his little pencil and paper and ask me to sit with him. The next thing I know he had figured me right out of my wagon and mule.”

The moral of the story,,,,

Being strong and handsome will last you until you grow old. Being smart will last you a lifetime

A Killing IN The Delta

June 1, 2013

A Killing IN The Delta

Just wanted to say thanks to all that have bought my book in the last few days. I am humbled by the numbers. I hope you have enjoyed reading it as much as I did writing it. Again thank you so very much. I never guessed it would get off the ground so fast.

If you are interested please check it out at Amazon.

A Killig In The Delta

May 29, 2013

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Several things have kept me from writing as late. The main thing I have been working on a new book. Check it out on Amazon and read a few chapters for free. If you like it down load it and tell a few people, If you don’t keep it to yourself. lol

Even if you don’t buy it I would love to know what you think.

Christmas Love Notes

December 18, 2012

I am not much on sharing my personal life on the blog. Today I feel in the Christmas spirit so I will.

 

Hi Sweetheart, 

I am sorry about getting into an argument about putting up the Holiday lights.  I guess that sometimes I feel like you are pushing me too hard when you want something.  I realize that I was wrong and I am apologizing for being such a hard-headed guy.  All I want is for you to be happy and be able to enjoy the holiday season.  Nothing brightens the holidayspirit like holiday lights!  I took the time to hang the lights for you today; and now I will be off to the hockey rink. 

Again, I am very sorry for the way I acted yesterday.  I’ll be home later. 

Love you 

gary
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Her response –
   

Hi Honey, 
 
Thank you for that heart-felt apology.  I don’t often get an apology from you, and I truly appreciate it.
  I, too, felt bad about the argument and wanted to apologize.  I realize that I can sometimes be a little pushy.  I will try to respect your feelings from now on.  Thank you for taking the time to hang the holiday lights for me.  It really means a lot.  In the spirit of giving, I washed your truck for you; and now I am off to the mall. 

I love you too! 

Pam
 
 
 
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Miss Eudora Welty and Me

December 3, 2012

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You may remember that I wrote earlier about my wife getting into Christmas. She loves the season. The tree goes up the day after Thanksgiving. We even made our mini trip to the town of Canton to see the lights already this year.

 

I don’t get started quiet so early. My Christmas season begins the night I start reading a book named Christmas Stories From Mississippi. My daughter gave me this book twelve years ago this Christmas. I read it every year. I start in early December and try to stretch it out until at least Christmas eve.

 

It starts with a story written by Eudora Welty and ends with Christmas Revisited written by Willie Morris. Both of these are well-known Mississippi authors. Its packed with stories and essays by other authors from Mississippi not as well known.

 

To me reading this book is like going to your grandmother’s house on Christmas day and seeing all your aunts and uncles you haven’t seen since last Christmas. With this said, Willie is my favorite and Eudora is like the aunt that keeps telling the kids quiet down and set up straight at the table.

 

Maybe I am aging but Miss Welty is growing on me. Last night as I read her account of an old black woman going to Natchez to get medicine for her sick grandson I almost found myself glad to see her after a year.

 

In the past I read her story to get to the next. If you don’t know Eudora Welty she is very well-respected in the literary world. She actually grew up lived and died within twenty-mile of my house. I once read Delta Wedding by her. I didn’t like it.

 

Miss Welty has received honors from countries all over the world. In France she was treated as if she was one of their own. Go figure. Now we may know why a red neck from Mississippi doesn’t exactly line up with her.

 

The last story in the book is written by my favorite of all Willie Morris. It is titled Christmas Revisited  When I read the last sentence of this story. It is like saying good-by to your grandparents late Christmas day. Your tired and ready to go home to play with your gifts but still you can’t hardly stand to say good-by. After all it will be another year before everyone gets back together.

 

Again this is what make this book so great. Unlike life they all will be there next year the same age and exactly how you left them. Maybe the last page makes me sad because I know that my real family as well myself will be a year older.

 

Maybe I am just a big old sentimental slob.

 

Anyway I will end with a happy note today. Aunt Eudora and I have seemed to found a neutral ground.

Too Soon For Christmas

November 25, 2012

Christmas starts a little too early at my house. It actually starts the day after Thanksgiving to be exact. My wife loves Christmas. You might even call her a Christmas Addict.
Typically I have to work the Friday after Thanksgiving. That means I get to miss out on all the decorating. This year I was off so guess how I spent my Friday morning.
If you haven’t guessed, I will tell you. Hand me that, tack this there. Move it to the right. That is too far move it back some the other way. Not that way, the other way. Then there was get that down. Be careful with that.
Yes my friends, for me work is where I belong on black and dark Friday.
The afternoon was spent looking through piles of stomped on items at the mall. To her credit she did take me to a very nice restaurant. I had a bowl of soup and a $15.00 hamburger. I don’t guess any one told this place that it was Black Friday and they needed to reduce their prices.
Saturday night we went to a little town about twenty miles away. It is Canton Mississippi. It is a small little country town. To its credit there have been several movies made there. They call their self the city of lights. I guess the town square of lights simply wouldn’t sound as appealing.
The town happens to be the county seat. That means there is a very old court-house in the center of the town square. Unlike most little sleepy Mississippi towns ever store is filled. This tiny little town has 324 restaurants in it. I looked it up. The people are truly happy and fat. That of course is my kind of place.
Starting on Black Friday night until January the first every year the square turns into a huge Christmas scene.
My photography is almost as bad as my writing, yet I still decided to attach a couple of pics.