Lifestyles
The pantry girl with blackfeet
Growing up, we played cowboys and Indians. All that we knew about either was from the Saturday picture ...
Opinion
Thoughts on worry and missing Mama
Mama was a worrier. Daddy said if Mama didn’t have something to worry about, she would go across ...
Opinion
Can’t carry a tune?
Mama said I couldn’t carry a tune in a bucket. Granny said whistling girls and crowing hens never ...
Lifestyles
Let me just say
Let me first say that Jean Lake was only a casual acquaintance and Charles Adams was not-so-distant kin. ...
Lifestyles
Ode to Olivia, my beloved Easter chick
Way back when getting to go to the drive-in picture show was excitement enough but, the possibility of ...
Opinion
Oh, ugly me
The ugliest that I’ve even been was on Easter Sunday the year I was twelve years old. Mama ...
Lifestyles
Remember when girls basketball was played in a shoebox
Women’s basketball. My how things have changed…. Fourscore and seven years ago….at a small country school in the ...
Lifestyles
Remembering Ruth, a pioneer woman
When Ruth Overstreet died, Pike County lost one of its true pioneers. Just how long I have known ...
Lifestyles
Which can we afford? The chickens or the eggs?
Growing up, my grandmother had a chicken yard that provided children with pulley bones, chicken scratchers and feathers ...
Lifestyles
Tales from the gin yard
When I was growing up, I was a “yard young’un” my grannie called me. Mama promised to come ...