Category: Daddy
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War Eagle, Daddy
I miss Daddy most when Auburn wins. I miss him every day. I miss him when I sit behind the desk he built for Mama. I miss him when I smell Vick’s Vapor Rub. But I miss him most when Auburn wins, especially when they win spectacularly. He was a likeable feller who was passionate…
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Character Marks
“Character marks are part of the dappled beauty and authenticity of natural materials that are unrepeatable in man-made surfaces. Often, marks highly desired by some are considered defects by others. For many designers the natural appeal of veneer is in its irregularity—the marks that tell the tree’s unique history over decades. The general appearance of…
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Daylight Savings Time and the Night I Missed Carol Burnett
find Kristi and me in above picture “Y’all have to go to bed early tonight.” “Why?” “Because the time changes, and we have to move the clocks forward an hour.” “No, we don’t. We turn them back an hour. We get to stay up an hour later.” Evidently in the mid-70s, spring forward and fall…
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A Story about Angie, Daddy, and Annie Armstrong
The picture is not 1972. It’s probably 1969. But it’s Easter. And we’re adorable. During football season of 1971, when I was in 1st grade, the TV repair man came to the house and declared the black and white television “Unfixable.” Mama and Daddy had just finished building a house and had no money for expensive extras. So, we…
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Because He Lives
At 43 years old, Daddy died suddenly, unexpectedly, and far too young. Mama married him when they were both 19. He was all she had known for 24 years. She had three daughters to finish raising (two in college and one in junior high) and their small business to run. How could she could she…
