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The honey-bun girls and a farewell kiss

The honey-bun girls and a farewell kiss   I was sitting in the Gazebo on the main street the other day watching the motorcycles come and go. Cave Spring is no doubt a motorcycle magnet and has always been so. … Continue reading

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One for the good ol’ boys

                                                              ONE FOR THE GOOD OLE BOYS  A few months back I wrote a blog about some Yankees coming through my little home town of Cave Spring. And while they were having breakfast in a local café near me they insulted … Continue reading

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How I became a Beatle’s Fan

HOW I BECAME A BEATLE’S FAN   In 1965, I had been in the Navy for two years.  After boot camp I was ordered to submarine school in New London, Connecticut.   After twelve weeks in the frozen tundra of New … Continue reading

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Appearances. Those teeth are around here somewhere.

A REAL BITE  My wife’s friend (we’ll call her Susie), had to admit her husband to the hospital recently. His diagnosis was a bit more serious than first thought, and he was transferred to one of the huge hospitals in … Continue reading

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Slippy Larue and the redneck chicken dinner

                                                   The Ballet of Slippy Larue  “He’s pitiful,” said Sadie. “Can we keep him?” she asked.      “Sadie, he’s a people, not a danged animal! You can’t make a pet of a people!” Jug replied angrily.          The … Continue reading

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A Redneck Ghost Story

                   Mumbles and the Haint  About ten years ago I visited an Aunt who was at that time residing in a Nursing Home. She was only there for a few months going through Re-Hab. It wasn’t a permanent stay.  While … Continue reading

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Zero and the Hermit

            Zero and the Hermit of Firetower Mountain     Addison Crider was in the third grade when he took the test. As his teacher gave the test papers back to the students, she told Addison, “Son, that’s the lowest grade … Continue reading

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