I’m not proud of it, but I haven’t visited the now-disheveled cemetery on the hillside behind my late father’s childhood home in more than 40 years.
Willie Nelson was right when he mused, “Ain’t it funny how time slips away?”
With so much happening in the world, you probably don’t want to read about my own personal dark night of the soul.
I’m on the fence about this, if you want the truth.
You see, more school districts are banning childhood games that were staples when I was growing up in the 1970s.
If only the Democrats could fight like the Washington Nationals. The new National League champs won four straight on the way to the World Series, with great pitching and clutch hitting. End of story. Or as Joe Biden would say, “Period!”
As Gomer Pyle insightfully said: “Surprise, Surprise, Surprise.” There were a number of them on election night in the Bayou State. Gov.
In the wake of the #MeToo movement, “he said, she said,” is quickly becoming, “she said, he cringed and remained silent.” Another variation is, “she said, he apologized profusely and then resigned.”
My sister Kris kicked the tar out of Frankie Leper.
It happened in 1972 after Leper, a notorious neighborhood bully, busted up my handmade go-kart, then shoved me into the mud.
Sure, I could write about impeachment again this week, and probably for countless weeks to come. But I think we all could use a diversion, what with the 24/7 news coverage, analysis, and editorializing that passes for news coverage.
People early voted in record numbers for Saturday’s first primary election. Here in Louisiana, election participation was up 25% over the gubernatorial election just four years ago.
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