Mamaws

By Joe Rector My two grandmothers were as different from each other as were their families. They’ve both been gone for a long time, but their memories linger. Mamaw Balch was a small woman. She bore three sons and a daughter. She was a Cureton, and as such, her...

Dealing with the rain

By Joe Rector   At some point in January, the local weather forecaster on one station declared that Tennessee was experiencing a drought. I hope that after the last month he will now declare we’re caught up on the needed rainfall. Downpours have made yards soggy...

Sensible Solutions

By Joe Rector The young people of today are suffering mightily right now. They face the realization each day of school that some crazed individual with an assault rifle might enter the building and begin shooting. For years now, students have practiced hiding in...

Here we go again

  By Joe Rector Another day brought another massacre of young people. Douglas High School suffered from the maniacal acts of a former student. In the end, seventeen persons are dead and as many have been wounded. The weapon of choice in the crime was an AR-15...

Talking with nothing to say

  By Joe Rector I admit it; I have a propensity to talk and talk. It’s not that the sound of my voice is pleasing nor is it that I have words of wisdom for the ages. No, I most often talk too much when I’m bored or nervous. In either situation, yapping like a dog...

Lunch Envy

By Joe Rector One of the things that adhering to a diet brings on for some is a more concentrated attention to food. Instead of being satisfied with the food that is allowed, a few dieters, instead, dream of the items that aren’t allowed. I am one of those...