Growing up as a kid, I thought that all grandparents–not only my own but also those of my friends–were old. After all, they had white,...

I don’t know where I first heard that statement: “Put the cookies on the bottom shelf.” It certainly didn’t originate with me, but I have...

This week marks my wife’s third week of school already, not counting the week of in-service training, and the stories she shares when she...

In an earlier, simpler time, visiting friends and neighbors was a normal party of everyday life. Sunday afternoons and holidays were...

My wife recently bought some electric plug-in room deodorizers for our house. She asked me to install one that she had laid out for the...

Today marks the beginning of South Carolina’s “tax-free weekend.” It’s not actually totally tax free. Only certain products–and a...

Home. There’s nothing like it, especially when one is returning to it after a long vacation. It’s not just a general coming back home...

When my siblings and I were just youngsters, our father often told us stories from his Depression-era childhood, when he grew up on a...

As soon as it was light enough and we had eaten breakfast (a cathead biscuit filled with a scrambled egg and a sausage patty or a couple...

Arthur Conan Doyle’s Sherlock Holmes character certainly would notice such things. I, too, noticed them when I was growing up. I noticed...

While passing through our utility room on my way to the garage the other day, my attention was attracted to (or perhaps distracted by...

I got sidetracked last Friday and, consequently, didn’t get a single thing marked off my to-do list. I’m normally more self-disciplined...

I fell in love with baseball long before I knew any of the intricacies of the game. As soon as the Knoxville News-Sentinel arrived in our...

It was just another group photo posted on Facebook. The group was so large and the figures so small that individuals were almost...