Bradford invited me up to Atlanta to jointly work on my next book. As most of you may know, Bradford is my editor-in-chief as well as my publisher.
When I left Starkville, I was still happy with the Mississippi State Bulldogs and the whupping they had put on Louisiana Tech the night before. I can still hear them cowbells ringing.
The sun was shining and I knew that I could outrun the front that was moving in. (more…)
The year was 1985. The year that I turned 56…on August 16th, the day that Elvis Presley died. As the news came to me about my friends, I kept wondering…am I next? I was not obsessed or paranoid, but the thought came to me several times during that fateful year.
We lived in Jupiter. I won’t repeat the joke (more…)
Thanks to Sheri, Tanya, Derrick, Jeannie, and Abigail for the birthday video wishes!
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John Rogers was born in 1500 and educated at Cambridge University to become a rector with the church of England. He wanted to translate the Bible into English so that the common man could read the word of God.
The English royalty forbade this, so John moved to Germany and assumed the name of Thomas Matthew to escape Read More
Lucy and I are leaving the Claiborne on Wednesday for the Rogers Reunion.
I decided for this almost 89-year-old guy that it would not be prudent to drive the 350 mile trip to Conyers in one day. We will drive to Birmingham and have dinner there with our friend Sheldon Webster. (more…)
“We hold these truths to be self-evident: that all men are created equal; that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable rights; that among these are life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.”
Fifty-six brave men signed their names to the Declaration of Independence, mutually pledging to each other their lives, their (more…)