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No matter who you are, young or old, it is likely you have a strongly held opinion about Fruitcake. Literally everyone has some sort of feeling about the subject. Opinions vary, but MOST Folx seem to have a strong aversion against Fruitcake. Even if they have never even tasted one. Today, I want to come Read more
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This past weekend, I had the Pleasure of visiting New York City. It is literally as they say, the city that NEVER sleeps. My friends and I like to celebrate milestones, from time to time. Whether we celebrate a new job promotion, an engagement or marriage, a new home, or the passing of another year, Read more
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The feeling of Hope is a fleeting emotion many of us struggle to find. While some might say there is always HOPE, I would say that it is often hard to see or feel at times. Depression and desperation have a way of robbing us of hope. Hope gives us strength. Strength to want to Read more
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What first comes to YOUR mind when you hear the word “Mama?” I’m sure the thoughts and memories it evokes vary in many ways. For me, my Mama was and still is a good old Southern girl. She was raised in the rural back woods of South Alabama. The very tiny and extremely rural Arguta Read more
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If my Dad (JD) were here today to give advice, it would probably be in the form of a story. He loved to intertwine stories about a “good old boy” he once knew or perhaps that of a character from an old western movie he may have watched countless times throughout his life, when he Read more
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We all have a story to tell. No matter whether you agree or not, it’s true. The good, bad, and everything between all add up to a life and experience unique to each of us. The question you might ask yourself is this, “Is my story worth telling” The answer most people arrive at is Read more
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Most likely, if you and I are similar, when angered or upset, we may feel the need to be friendly and kind, using our best manners when interacting with others. This is probably a human thing, but I believe it is especially prevalent in the Deep South. Our Mama’s instilled in us a strong expectation Read more
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For the record, my Grandmother, or as I call her “Granny”, was an old-fashioned farm girl. She was born in an age when folks like her, scraped and struggled to make a good life for their families and themselves. She didn’t come from a family of privilege. That’s not bad, it simply wasn’t her. She Read more
Joe from the South 