MONDAY is Labor Day, Sept. 3, 2018 ... and memories of my boyhood years, when my dad considered raising a sometime rebellious son had to be paid for in service to the family survival, come calling.
The engine in my new-old Kia Sportage is not so much as a whisper. Tires are just about as quiet and from the Eastern Bypass the foothills of the Appalachians fade into a misty purple.
ALEXANDRIA – The low-rambling brick rancher sits atop a hill, some quarter of a mile off the snaking highway that runs between Alexandria and Jacksonville.
THE REV. TRUMAN NORRED is a former pastor of mine at Blue Mountain Baptist, was for 10 years ... and would still be had not hip problems put him on the sidelines.
IT IS IN the gloaming somewhere in Louisiana, autumn of 1940, and the father of three, including a brand new baby girl, is at the wheel of a dark-green ’39 Ford.