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July 18, 2016

    Uncle Clem reached into the top drawer of his nightstand and pulled out a cigar. He asked me if I would light it for him. I did so and handed it to him, along with an ashtray. He smiled as he puffed and tapped away the ashes. " There's nothing like a good cigar." C...

July 13, 2016

    Night faded into dawn as I awakened, made my bed, washed up, meditated and stretched for my run. I tiptoed past Uncle Clem's room, down the stairs, and outside. With the moon lighting my way and a slight breeze at my back, I headed out of the gate and down Highway...

    Uncle Clem spoke about his parents. " I was blessed with a wonderful Mama, whose love for me was true, eternal and unconditional. She was shunned and sent away from her family and the only life she'd ever known, just for choosing to be a mother to me, to love and r...

June 25, 2016

    After a quick bite and a scolding from Grammy for missing supper, I made it up to my room for the night. Still feeling the effects of the whiskey, I decided to sit out on the deck for a while and take in the night's beauty. The full moon outshone the constellations...

June 20, 2016

    As we pulled into Greensboro, I felt proud that the town's beauty and luster remained unchanged. It still looked picturesque, like a postcard frozen in time, and its beauty shone this time of the year. The small, quaint town, flanked by the Black Warrior River, was...

June 20, 2016

    Late that Friday night, I was watching TV when the phone rang. It was Frankie. She wanted to know if I'd mind driving to Birmingham to pick her up and bring her home. She and David had been arguing, and she

 asked him to stop the car and let her out. When I mad...

June 17, 2016

    I replied, " I do Mama, and you're right. I have forgiven my husband for all of the reasons you named."

    " Good, I'm so happy to hear it. Now as far as your sister is concerned, she made a terrible mistake, one she can't take back. I need to hear you forgive...

June 15, 2016

    " Are you okay?" I asked again

    " I'll be okay. It's just a part of growing older." I guess he could see the fear in my eyes and hear the concern in my voice. " The older you get, the frailer your body grows, I suppose. Besides, at ninety-one years old, I'm...

June 15, 2016

" When we finally made it back home, I went to look in on Bull, and that's whenI saw that Lula was in our bed with Bull! I couldn't believe my eyes. Of course, what I didn't know at the time was that Lula was pretending to be me. Your grandpa was so groggy that he just...

    As his flight lands, Pollux " Scooter " Flood IV ponders the meaning of the years spent away from his ancestral home in Greensboro, Alabama. His wife and unborn son's death sent him into a tailspin that led him to interning on a client's vineyard in Italy and Calif...

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