Recent Stories
RICH: Life in a small town
You can't buy history like this. You can't earn it, either. You just have to thank the good Lord for giving you the gift of a small town family.
RICH: When Mama made up her mind
With Mother's Day here again, my thoughts drift back to Mama and how she put me through college.
RICH: Speaking the truth
The truth isn't always pretty. Or easy. But it certainly gives respect to those who tell it.
RICH: The importance of the chipped bowl
At a garage sale, that bowl would bring no more than a nickel or a dime, bought by someone who would use it for dog food or fertilizer or such. But from me, you couldn't buy it for a million dollars.
RICH: A loss of decency
Though I come from hardscrabble folks where education was a luxury, they had enough learning to know that others should be treated with decency and respect.
RICH: Old-fashion harmony
In churches like ours, the men gather on one side and the women on the other so they can sing parts and blend deliciously together. To me, it is simply beautiful to hear songs like "I'll Fly Away" or "When We All Get To Heaven" sung with such gusto, almost always ending with a soprano refrain.
RICH: Remembering Mr. Bobo
Mr. Gene Bobo was special. There's no denying nor disputing that. He was a courtly Southern gentleman, his manners impeccable and his vocabulary belonging to a genteel past.
RICH: A memorable bio
Honesty isn't always pretty, but sometimes it gains respect, no matter how unpleasant.
