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THE 11TH COMMANDMENT: THOU SHALT WORK
Long before he met Don Henley, long before The Eagles, Glenn Frey was just another Detroit boy who liked music and had some want-to. The want-to took him to Los Angeles, where a girlfriend
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SOMETIMES OLD BULBS BURN BRIGHTEST
I prefer my bananas young, but an older avocado is a readier avocado. My youth seemed all foot-on-the-gas, squinting through a dirty windshield and the steering much neglected. I got to here somehow, but
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THERE IS POWER IN THE NAME
As I was driving to the family reunion it crossed my mind, ‘They’re gonna ask me to say grace.’ That put a kink in my stomach. _____ _____ _____ _____
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SIMPLICITY
The natural cure for youth is aging, and the proof of aging is simplicity. Youth is more, more, more; maturity is less, less, less. I wear blue jeans and black t-shirts six days a
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IF FUNERALS ARE A THOUSAND SERMONS FOR A THOUSAND EARS
Local boy, so no surprise he turned out to be a good man, a family man, and a State Trooper… I’d never met him, never heard his name, until the 23rd of August, when
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FOR UNTO US ANOTHER OF US IS BORN
A picture came my way, from a friend proud of her latest grandchild, and there he was, recently arrived, skin so new it had yet to make the acquaintance of the sun. My first
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UNCLE P’S
So Many Squeaky Wheels… And Not Enough Grease To Go Around… 1960’s, Dad and I in his pickup, first air-conditioned truck he’d owned, hand crank windows, AM radio, single cab, one big bench seat,
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UNCLE P’S
LEAVING CORRECTLY BB King grew up sharecropper poor in the Mississippi delta. His daddy left the family when he was young, then his mother died young, so he ends up with his grandmother, but
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AIN’T IN THE BIBLE BUT SHOULD BE
I was just a kid when I first saw the lines, “God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom
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ON THIS DAY WHEN MOTHERS ARE WASHED WHITER THAN SNOW
I’ve been loveless on Valentine’s Day, skipped church on Easter Sunday, been unthankful on Thanksgiving, felt like a bad gift at Christmas but the hardest of the Big Days was always Mother’s Day. Before
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