Head and Heart

      In a world that seems to have gone mad we all need some sustaining grace. Many of you have never heard of Bill French. Unless you live...

    I grew up in a cotton mill village in the 40’s in Columbus, GA. Neither of my parents finished high school. They had to drop out and hel...

  I want to talk to you today about a word we all know. Bless. And we Southerners say:"Bless yo' heart" whether we mean it or ...

  Somebody out there is going to say: “I thought you were gong to write about moving and this may be the weirdest piece of your writing I ha...

(My granddaughter and her boyfriend have talked about marriage for quite some time but they had never firmed up their promise. So Devon deci...

  On this July 4th I look out my window where flags wave up and down the street. It’s quiet. But fireworks tonight will lighten the whole pl...

On this Father’s Day I remember my Father, John Lovett. He was born in 1898. He grew up in a hard a poor farm. When he was a little boy his ...