December 4, 2017 - When Daddy moved our family to East Center (Texas) in 1947, my brothers and I immediately began exploring our new territory. A four mile walk down the railroad took us to Mill Creek and a half mile walk in the opposite direction took us to our closest fishing place, The Brick Yard.
November 27, 2017 - When we caught wild hogs in our garden again recently, a quick blast from my rifle sent them stampeding wildly back into the woods. Later that evening, Pam called me to our backyard clothes line. “Look at Brandon’s new underwear, she gasped.
November 13, 2017 - Mill Creek was four miles from where we lived in Center, Texas…at least it was four miles if you walked the railroad tracks like we did. It was a clear, spring-fed and a perfect place to fish and swim. And the surrounding woods were our favorite place to hunt squirrels. It was also Center’s sole water supply back then.
October 30, 2017 - Jaime cooks at the Waffle House in Norcross, Georgia. His cooking prowess, mild manner, combat boots, jeans and large earring kept Pam and me entertained long after we finished eating. As stressed-out waitresses barked their orders, Jaime calmly flipped omelets while arranging chicken strips and burgers on the crowded grille. Thanking the waitresses for each order, he intermittently washed dishes and answered the phone.
October 27, 2017 - “They are not busy…they are busybodies…” II Thes. 3:11
One of my daughters was the “tattle tale” of the children. When Amber heard the others planning something secretive, she’d jump up, strut out of room warning, “I’m telling!” She reminded me of “the informer” in Bill Cosby’s family.
October 2, 2017 - A few years ago I was on my way to visit my parents in Center, Texas when I whizzed pass a State Trooper parked at the Mill Creek Bridge. I looked in my rear view mirror and I could see he’d spotted me, too.