A Stone’s Throw: Saying goodbye to a friend
We met 59 years ago in an employee-employer relationship.
A Stone’s Throw: Holiday reflections
Well, we are now in that festive season as Christmas approaches.
A Stone’s Throw: ‘Greatest Generation’ still going
Tom Brokaw called the veterans of World War II “the greatest generation.”
A Stone’s Throw: She ain’t what she used to be, but neither is it
I tried to go to a football game at Ole Miss recently; and, let me tell you, it ain’t what it used to be.
A Stone’s Throw: What makes me great
My great-granddaughter, the first one in a new generation in our family, Mackenzie Loecher, was born Oct. 17.
A Stone’s Throw: Non-progressive progress
Not all change is progress.
A Stone’s Throw: A touch of kindness
Having reached my present age, I have spent much of my allotted time in hospitals, even working in the laboratory of one for several years.
A Stone’s Throw: ‘Shared’ honeymoons
Whoever said, “Old age is not for sissies” really knew whereof he spoke.
A Stone’s Throw: A tale of two retailers
I do not pretend to know much about the retail business.
A Stone’s Throw: Rosie the Riveter
We are reminded every now and then that the veterans of World War II are leaving us.
A Stone’s Throw: A serious subject
My friend Dr. Selden Lambert has years of expertise in criminology.
A Stone’s Throw: This one’s for you, Bob
Last Saturday I went to a very special birthday party. Dr. Robert I. Gilbert, retired professor of sociology at MSCW (now Mississippi University for Women), celebrated his birthday — number 101!
A Stone’s Throw: The short story
SOS! I really think I need something to save me from an unexpected problem.
A Stone’s Throw: Give them a hand
Along with my Mothers’ Day gift, my daughter Nora Frances gave me a card that spelled out “I Love You” in sign language, the kind where the hand shapes the signs for letters. I knew immediately that it was not an idle choice, but one that had special meaning among our family stories.
A Stone’s Throw: A subject for an illustrator
My friend, Barbara Yarborough, lent me a May issue of The Saturday Evening Post, because she thought it had an advertisement for a device that just might keep the deer of my neighborhood from eating my flowers.
A Stone’s Throw: Got ’em married, anyway
Remember the old newspaper “society columns?” Well, I confess I feel as if that is what I have been writing.
A Stone’s Throw: Happy Easter!
Happy Easter! Today is the highest holy day in the Christian calendar, and we rejoice on many levels. I have been reflecting on what Easter meant to me at various stages of my life. It is probably much like yours.
A Stone’s Throw: One slave’s story
You may have heard this story. It is about a slave who was abducted from his natural country by slave traders when he was about 16 years old.
A Stone’s Throw: A ‘kinder, gentler world’
They say you know you are growing old when you find yourself saying that young people are not having fun the way you and your contemporaries did when you were young.
A Stone’s Throw: From the heart
When handsome young bachelor Salem Gibson readily agreed to be interviewed for my Valentine column, I thought I was going to get some real advice on attractiveness between the sexes, something like, “A girl chases a boy like the cheese chases the mouse.”