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It's almost here!

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It’s Almost Here! Something great is about to happen. 
Something wonderful and powerful has been brewing and it is about to reveal. 
For the last several months, I have been working on a new project . . . Traveling Life’s Highways, planning and preparing to take to the highways to flood the Internet with good stories about places and people, “Seeing America through the eyes of a veteran.”

I have been rebuilding a Coachmen Class C motor home to travel the country and write about the good I find in America!

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It’s Coming!

It’s Coming! Something great is about to happen. 
Something wonderful and powerful has been brewing and it is about to reveal.
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Crepe Murder in your neighborhood?

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Crepe Murder in your neighborhood? It’s late March once again, the time when we look forward to spring blooms, the return of songbirds, and a parade of maimed crepe myrtles reduced to stumps by bored guys with saws. Since I returned to the south from Alaska I am amazed how every year the horrid practice of stupidly turning beautiful trees into stumps, but people do it anyway. Why? Because they see work crews doing it to trees around parking lots at the mall.  (One can never go wrong taking gardening cues from the landscape at a Galleria. Eye roll.) Or a truer reason is because they see all their neighbors sawing away their crepe myrtles and don’t want to be labeled a “no-cut nut” on Facebook. (Social media can be so cruel.) Those idiots who planted a crepe myrtle that grows 30 feet tall and wide six inches from the front door, shame on you! Crepe murder may never end, but that doesn’t mean we have to accept it.  When you spot a crepe myrtle that has been savagely chopped into a grotesque …

Miss my friend Lewis Grizzard

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It has been awhile since my friend Lewis Grizzard passing, March 20, 1994, and it seems like a lifetime ago that we used to sit at the bar in Harrison’s on Peachtree telling funny stories and sharing our Southern heritage with anyone who would listen.  We joked about our several ex-wives and that became part of his stand-up comedy routine.  I miss my friend, his witty humor, his outlook on Southern life, and I miss having those drinks together with his stepbrother Ludlow Porch (Bobby Hanson) each night laughing the time away.  Much has changed since those times, his passing, and my time in Alaska, but the stories still make me laugh.

I am reminded of a story that Lewis used to tell in his concerts years ago, it is the story of an older retired couple and the renewed spirit of youth getting ready for a cruise.
I hope you will enjoy: “Mr. Wojciehowicz had been retired for a year when his wife of fifty years suggested one day, "Why don't we take a cruise for a week and make wild p…

Life Observation # 203 – Time

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Life Observation # 203 – Time
The only unit of time that matters is heartbeats. Even if the world were totally silent, even in a dark room covered in five layers of foam, you’d be able to count your own heartbeats. When you get on a plane and travel you go 15 heartbeats per mile. That is, in the time it takes to travel a mile in flight your heart beats 15 times. On a train your heart might beat 250 times per mile. And we count this up and we make sense of it.
We’re constantly switching accelerations; we’re jumping between time frames. That’s what they’re asking people to do every time someone makes something new, some new tool or product. Technology has leapt forward so fast companies are asking us to reset our understanding of time and how it affects things. To accept that the sequence they are asking us to follow is the right way to do a thing.
We are only given so many heartbeats; don’t waste any of them on the trivial things that get you riled up or aggravated.
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Life Observation # 202 – Background music

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Life Observation # 202 – Background music
The trouble with some people’s lives is they cannot hear the background music.
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Woody Woodpecker leaving his message of love

Woody Woodpecker leaving his message of love
It's that time of year in Georgia when the birds are out in force with many species hitting the ten bird feeders and bath on the property.  The golden finches and cardinals are my favorite.  Woodpeckers are out pecking on the trees and telephone poles.  The red headed ones look pretty and tend to show off their territorial skills by sometimes forcing the gold finches and tufted titmouse away from the feeders.  I always wondered why woodpeckers peck on telephone poles since there can't be any bugs to dig out, certainly none that don't taste foul from years of soaking in creosote.  Turns out the birds use the poles for the same thing humans do — communication. 
Woodpeckers don't use the wires, just the poles.  The dried wood makes satisfying sounds that can be heard by other birds for blocks around.  If the wind is right the sound can carry half a mile as I can hear birds pecking away on my neighbor Jim’s property about that fa…