Catch that sophisticated use of alliteration in today’s title? I will now spoil the alliteration to clarify what I plan to talk about. I’m only talking about spontaneous, short, unique…
A cryptic title? Maybe. But it’ll come clear at the end of this story, which, I promise will come soon. Stop cheering. I also promise not to encroach upon the…
TRICK or TREAT!!—. How many times have we opened the door on Halloween to that familiar refrain? And how many times have we looked at several innocent small faces and…
I first met Ms Ellen Louise Antley, known by most everyone in her family and throughout Orangeburg, South Carolina, as Miss Louise, on Mother’s Day in 1964, just a short…
What’s a latch key kid? My perception of that phrase is somewhat negative and embodies the idea of a neglected kid with a parent or parents more concerned with their…
I lied. Or at least misspoke. In an earlier post I said I couldn’t think of anything we did for fun in Fayetteville. I thought of a good one today.…
Hi again, folks. You may have wondered why I stopped my “ Children” story in 1974, just at the end of our tour in Denver, Colorado. I think I just…
In every person’s life there are dates or events that leave an indelible mark; and that shape their life opinions, beliefs, and very personalities. Those are dates for which everyone…
March 15, 1966. March 6, 1967. July 19, 1971. Three dates that will live in love and infamy in the lives of Don and Marjorie Scooler. Why? You ask. Those…
"Where ya from?” A very common question, usually asked about 5 minutes into a conversation with a stranger I’d just met. I’d probably answer “Nyawk”. To which I’d get one…