Bullies make life harder

Bullies make life harder By Joe Rector As has been stated in other pieces of mine, I was an ugly child. No, that doesn’t mean things are different now. A young boy with a burr haircut, buck teeth, a round belly, and popsicle-stick legs has little eye appeal. He is,...

Cast Iron Cooking

Cast Iron Cooking By Joe Rector It’s no surprise to folks that I love to eat. However, how picky I am about what I do consume might shock some. Whether the food was prepared by my mother or my wife, I never really considered the tools they used in preparations of...

Realistic Earnings

Realistic Earnings By Joe Rector Jim and I have worked since we were in the eighth grade. The first job was on a farm cutting weeds, moving rocks, and breaking ponies. Mr. Long paid us little for our work, and our parents paid more than we earned to doctors as they...

He never had a childhood

He never had a childhood By Joe Rector Our dad passed away in 1965. For the last 58 years, Jim and I have been without a father. No, we don’t whine about it, nor have we ever used it as an excuse for misbehavior or bad decisions. Still, that’s a long time ago, and I...

Too stubborn to give up

By Joe Rector As I’ve stated on several occasions, my skills as a carpenter or plumber or handyman are limited. It’s not so much that I am unable to learn those skills; it’s more that no one ever taught me them. I still keep trying to complete projects, but many times...

How can that be possible

How can that be possible By Joe Rector Believe it or not, I’ve calmed down quite a bit over the last few years. Before that, my temper or “righteous indignation” many times took over my mind and body and caused me to do or say some things of which I might not have...