A Stone’s Throw: The veil
Two of my grandchildren will get married this spring and summer, a grandson and a granddaughter, cousins.
A Stone’s Throw: Back to Valentine’s
Circumstances occasionally take a strange turn when you write this kind of column.
A Stone’s Throw: Bridge work
My friend, Peggy Cantelou, says she has been playing bridge since she was in junior high school, that the mothers of her set were determined that their daughters would be proficient in the game.
A Stone’s Throw: Rhyme-time nostalgia
Miss Helen Turner was the senior English teacher back when I was a senior at S.D. Lee High School. I think most of the students
A Stone’s Throw: The time after Christmas
‘Twas the time after Christmas and all through the house,
Everyone was exhausted including the mouse.
A Stone’s Throw: Christmas fantasies
Probably no other time of the year lends itself to fantasies as Christmas.
A Stone’s Throw: Giving thanks
Thanksgiving approaches. We have had an official national day of thanksgiving ever since Abraham Lincoln’s administration.
A Stone’s Throw: See ya later, alligator
What is it about some perfectly nice people that gives them an affinity for alligators?
A Stone’s Throw: Can an unreconstructed Yankee find happiness in the South?
When Trudy Gildea had barely moved to Columbus from New York State, she went uptown to Alford’s Drug Store, bought a copy of The New York Times, took it home and began combing the want ads for jobs in New York.
A Stone’s Throw: A beautiful garden
When people drive by Lola Atkins’s house in Columbus, they usually slow down.
A Stone’s Throw: School dazed
Seeing students going back to school got me to thinking. If we have done nothing else, my family has covered a lot of territory.
A Stone’s Throw: Blasted ambitions
My mother went to Mississippi State College for Women. So did I. Throughout my youth and childhood I heard about the Junior-Freshman Wedding at the college.
A Stone’s Throw: Look who’s written a book
A fortunate modern development is the option of several different means to have one’s book published, if, as I suspect, there is at least one book in each of us.
A Stone’s throw: About grandfathers, part II
This column is a continuation of memories about my grandfathers which is prompted by a request from a niece that I write something about our
A Stone’s throw: About grandfathers
Recently I got a phone call from my niece Mary Louise, who lives in Florida. Since her only child, Elizabeth, has never had a chance to meet many of her family members, she asked that I write for her daughter’s 16th birthday something about her family.
A Stone’s throw: In history’s footsteps
I have been away for a while, and I have to say coming home in time for the recent Fourth of July takes on special meaning.
A Stone’s throw: Graduations
There may never be in my life a time when I set any kind of record; but, if there were, it would probably be last week.
A Stone’s throw: Random memories
When my family moved to Columbus shortly before World War II, we rented a little house on Second Avenue North, before we could build one. We lived there two years, then moved to the house I lived in until I married.
A Stone’s throw: Some mothers
Last weekend there was a reunion of sorts in Columbus, mostly of people connected with Lee High School football during a certain time span.
A Stone’s throw: One of those days
It was one of those days. I am told everybody has them.