The woods

By Joe Rector Amy and I took the long way around on the way to Gallatin this last week. Included in our trek was a visit to Cumberland Mountain State Park and then to Fall Creek Falls State Park. I love the Smoky Mountains for sure (what East Tennessee native...

Shame on us

By Joe Rector Cooler temperatures rolled in on game day, but they in no way dulled the enthusiasm of Volunteer fans. The University of Mississippi arrived in Knoxville to do battle with UT. Saturday’s opponent was led by Lane Kiffin. Most of us remember good ol’ Lane....

Fall Funk

By Joe Rector joerector@comcast.net Right now, Mother Nature is on display without any make-up. Her flowers hold only a couple of blooms, and most of them are withered and ready to be cut back. Once green grass now is tinged with shades of brown. Leaves are showering...

Teenager Invasion

By Joe Rector A teenager invaded our house for the last few days. Grandson Madden was unceremoniously dumped here while his parents took a trip to Asheville. Having a 13-year-old boy in the house sure brought back plenty of memories, some that might later in the week...

A tyrant in our house

By Joe Rector Amy and I were strict parents, I much more so than she because my hateful voice matched my sore disposition. I didn’t say we were abusive; however, our children weren’t strangers to spankings. Our children did not run the household; that was Amy’s job,...

Spring Flowers, Summer Sun and DST

By Joe Rector joerector@comcast.net Dark always crept up on us, especially when the winner of an intense game of football was being decided in the lower lot of our yard. One by one, the boys in the neighborhood set out for home. Some traveled with a slow pace brought...