Mr. Buggy Man

Published in The Covington News – April 11,2020     As it is with many of us, I am trying to navigate my way through this quarantine-economy. This is the period of social distancing but I have always been in the social gathering business. Yes, I put all my...

Praying at Facebook

August 7, 2019 Hypothesis: More people pray when scrolling through Facebook than in church. Here is a bit of observational comedy I have tried to say from stage, but has fallen flat: “The number of friends you have on Facebook is directly proportional to how...

A Wedding, Some Funerals

A WeddingThere’s really only one thing I miss about the 1980s: I could dress real fine, for real cheap.That’s when I lived in Orlando (when I was selling out to a mouse). I did some of my shopping at a thrift store on the North Orange Blossom Trail. There I...

The Importance of “My Bad”

Every honest, thinking person knows that there is a difference between what is simply legal and what is right, what is good and what is that which you can-get-away-with.   I remember being in the fourth grade and attending high school basketball games. (Everybody...

The Ditch Digger

When I was a child, my grandmother, Sallie Mae Cook, employed all those “stitch-in-time-saves-nine” sayings.  A kind but serious sort, Grandmama harbored low expectations for her wiggly, silly grandson.  The first time she ever asked me what I wanted to be...

A Message from the Confederate Monument in My Town

This was written on June 19, 2015 after the shooting at Emanuel African Methodist Episcopal Church in Charleston, South Carolina. Many citizens were calling for the removal of the Confederate Battle Flag from the S.C. Statehouse grounds. •   •   •   •   •   •  • When...