Memory of the Day, Granddaddy Story I learned that the Big Mac turns 50 this year. Well, to tell the truth, if I had thought of it, I would have known that. See, 50 years ago, I was working at the first MacDonald’s in Northeast Louisiana. Heck, for all I know it may have… Continue reading Memory of the Day: Big Mac
Throwback Thursday and Memory of the Day: A few days ago I published a tribute to my mom for Mother’s Day and said I’d post a more detailed memory of her later. Lillian Cleo Huff Grant was born August 20 1927 and left us on October 2, 2004 or as the tombstone shows it, August… Continue reading The Life and Times of Baby Girl Huff
I was asked to be the guest speaker at a seniors group meeting at St. Philip Lutheran Church during lunch today. This is the story I shared with them.These are my memories and Wayne may have some different ones as any of you, but this one is mine. Hope it conjures up some wonderful memories… Continue reading Memory of the Day: A Summer Day on Philly Lane
So, I’m driving home from the gym today and for some reason I began remembering the different games we used to play as kids. First let me be clear about where I lived. As I have written and told before, I grew up in a farming community in West Carroll Parish, Louisiana. I spent lots… Continue reading Memory of the Day: Games People Play
Most people , of a certain age, in West Carroll Parish have some memories of Lake Providence. Mine are complicated, but then most things are. I was driving home from church this morning and listening to the 40s channel on Sirius/XM radio. The Glenn Miller tune, “American Patrol” came on and it always reminds me… Continue reading Memory of the Day: Lake Providence
Today is February 22 and happens to be George Washington’s birthday. It also happens to be the birthday of one of the kindest and gentlest Southern Ladies I have ever known. Her name was Myra Eloise Harris Williams. We mostly knew her as Mom Williams. To others she was “Aunt Pete.” How do you get… Continue reading Ms. Pete!
PIPELINING They say that “politics makes strange bedfellows.” Well pipelining can too. This is my first foray into having a co-author for one of my Memories of the Day, but I needed a clear mind to help with this memory. Thanks to Glenn Murphy for his tickling my memory. During my college years, I held… Continue reading Pipelining