by design | May 31, 2022 | Columnist, Rector
By Joe Rector It had been a while since I’d ventured to the Bijou Theater, and Amy had never been there since we moved back to Knoxville from Cookeville in 1974. The other night, we made a go of it and attended a concert at the theater, and good Lord, it was a...
by design | May 23, 2022 | Columnist, Rector
By Joe Rector Eight years ago, Amy and I sold one condo we had in Bellevue and followed our daughter’s family to Hendersonville. After looking for a place in which we could be comfortable, our realtor found a condo that was perfect except for the fact that it was in...
by design | May 16, 2022 | Columnist, Rector
By Joe Rector Do you remember when you cried after a punishment, usually a spanking, from your parents? You snotted and sniveled and sometimes squalled. Do you recall what your dad or mom said? I bet it was something along the lines of, “You stop that crying or I’ll...
by design | May 9, 2022 | Columnist, Rector
By Joe Rector joerector@comcast.net While I mowed the upper lot of the yard, I looked across the road and saw a tractor at the neighbor’s house. Steering it was Steve Cox. We began first grade together, and both have lived within spitting distance of our boyhood...
by design | May 2, 2022 | Columnist, Rector
By Jo Rector Amy walked into my office door and told me not to mark any appointments on Tuesday. When I asked why she explained that a friend had arranged a meeting with Sheriff Tom Spangler. The idea sounded solid since we’d never met the man and wanted to find out...
by design | Apr 25, 2022 | Columnist, Rector
By Joe Rector I’m moving into a clumsy stage of life. People have told me it would come, but I fooled myself into believing I could escape it. All my life, I’ve not been graceful or even close to being light on my feet, so thinking for even one second I could avoid...
