Today, I wish it was yesterday
I tried to pull on the cap, settled for it sitting on my head. I’m not 10 anymore. I’m 53, and my heroes are dying. Yesterdays are to be cherished. … Yesterday, we didn’t know that Tom Seaver was dead.
Grandaddy
Forty-six years ago, I was 7. We were back in Lynchburg – but not on the ridge, running around the tobacco fields, berry patches, gardens, and hayloft. My mom was home to bury her dad.
Remembering Darold Neal
A staunch defender of all-thing Ole Miss, Darold Neal went out the way he lived – showing love, for his family, for his school, for everyone who knew him. And we are better people because he passed through our lives.
‘It was basically do or die’
Jan. 31, 2014, I left Northside Hospital with a new lease on life. Before I returned to work, I wrote a note that was never mailed it. This is my closure moment — the end of a life chapter that changed me forever.