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Ronda Rich

Stories by Ronda

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RICH: Memories of hope and Easter

Celebrate Easter for the promise of hope it brings.

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RICH: A lifetime of bad decisions

When I have a decision to make that I am not well equipped for, I call someone who is smarter and has more experience. When someone wiser than I makes a recommendation, I take it. If it goes against what I want to do, I get a second opinion.

RICH: A salute to all homemakers

In my opinion, there’s nothing wrong with being called homemaker. In fact, I think it’s one of the most beautiful words in the America language.

RICH: Why loyalty matters

When I think back on the days of my youth, that time when I had the privilege of traveling on the NASCAR circuit, it would be hard to pick a lesson learned that was more important than another. But there is one that deeply branded itself in the bones of my being – that of the importance of being loyal in all things.

RICH: Merle Haggard’s treasure trove of stories

May all storytellers learn from such an American master on how to turn our own lives into art.

RICH: Pretending to eat Southern

When business called Tink back to Los Angeles, he decided to take the opportunity to have his annual check-up. When it ended, he called home.

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RICH: Remembering the long, cold winter

They listened and learned from those who went before them and when you think about it, that’s a pretty wise way to learn about things like long, hard, cold winters.

RICH: Listening to Dale Earnhardt’s advice

My Daddy told me: “Choose a side. It’s despicable to see someone who is mealy mouthed and doesn’t stand for one side or the other.”

RICH: In the South, you’re either proud or humble

One thing I have found to be mostly true, as true as any rule can be, is that in the South, you are either proud or humble. There is very little in-between.

RICH: Tales of the hot pink luggage

You know the feeling I am sure. You find something that somewhere back in time meant so much but years have passed and you have forgotten its existence. Then you find it and it’s like running into an old friend who reminds you of happy times.

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RICH: Living in black and white

One Sunday while sitting around the dinner table, Louise and I began to tell Daddy stories, the ones that stretched back to the early days of his preaching life. Since I was born 12 years after he ‘made a preacher’, as our folks said back then, I could only contribute what he had told me about those days not what I had seen.

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RICH: The memories of youthful mistakes

When you add the opportunity to go off to college or move out on your own, we’re fooled into thinking that we’re mature enough and wise enough to make decisions that will affect the rest of our lives.

RICH: Crazy and proud of it

My grandmother – Daddy’s mother – was sometimes called “crazy” by others who didn’t quite understand her eccentric ways. Of course, in the South, we are proud of such a label for it means that we are interesting and worthy of being the center of coffee and cake conversation.

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RICH: Resolutely carrying on

For those of you who are faithful to this column, you will, no doubt, recall that last year I made brand new resolutions. I tossed out the old ones that I had failed at repeatedly and trudged ahead to new ones, optimistically believing that success was mine for taking.

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RICH: Christmas tree memories

I realized this year, though, that there is one day of the Christmas season that never disappoints me. In fact, it is always warmer, more loving, memorable, and joyous than I expect. That’s the day that I put up my favorite of three trees.

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RICH: A Thanksgiving for blessings and troubles

Whether this has been a year that leaned more toward blessings or tribulations, give thanks for it. Because even the hard times are leading to better times and when you get to those better days, you’ll celebrate them with pure joy.

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RICH: Living the American dream

The American Dream. Pure and simple. Why aren’t we doing more to extol it these days? Why aren’t we celebrating the opportunities of a country where the poor can rise mightily?

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RICH: A heroic family

It’s been 20 years without Davey Allison and I, at last, am able to laugh at his antics rather than recalling just the sorrow. And there are the lessons, too, that he taught.

RICH: Raised to shop better

I do not believe it is a coincidence that our family from Mama and Daddy’s generation lived, for the most part, long and healthy lives. There were no preservatives in their food and their water came either directly from mountain streams or deep wells.

RICH: Remembering the men of war

When the military guard stood at attention at Mr. Hoyt’s casket and taps played, I put my hand over my heart and cried.

RICH: Beautiful in a different way

She did not squander time on life’s foolish pursuits – shopping for pretty dresses, parties, choosing a new lipstick color or beach vacations. She was, all would agree, a statue for sturdiness, a monument to women who looked life and its troubles squarely in the eye and stared down those challenges.

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RICH: The little girl with red dirt feet

About the only thing that has changed is that Mama doesn’t make my clothes any more. And that is both a good thing and a bad thing.

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RICH: Lives in common

This is my South of which I am so proud, a community, broad and vast, where tribulations and triumphs alike are shared.

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RICH: Looking to help

When it’s born in you, you just keep doing the best you can to help those in need.

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RICH: The ugly casserole dishes

Any self-respecting Southern woman has a list of casserole recipes a mile long ready to bake at a moment’s notice. You got a sickness or a death in your family, we’ve got just the casserole for you.

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RICH; Well, bless my heart

She said it, of course, with smirk. Those women who really don’t understand the ways of the women of the South seem to always speak about us in words that are vividly cloaked in disdain.

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RICH: The final story from Charlie Tinker's grave

Charlie Tinker had a front row seat to history, ranging from a friendship with Lincoln to the Civil War to the hanging of those convicted. Thanks to his diaries, we are able to see what he saw.

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RICH: Don't wait on some day

“Some day,” Daddy used to say often as I was growing up, “I’m going to the Holy Land. I want to walk where Jesus walked.”

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RICH: Teaching independence

Having helped raised Mama to independence, I can tell you —be it teenagers or elderly mothers, independence is a good thing for everyone.

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RICH: How General Grant Became Mr. Grant

Upon discovering Charles Almerin Tinker’s leaf-strewn grave in Green-Wood cemetery in Brooklyn, NY, we – one of us more than the other – began to study the names and dates engraved on the towering monument.

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RICH: Don't overlook the importance of a pretty package

The renowned bow maker in my hometown died. Only in the South would this probably be news because we Southern women do admire a package well wrapped.

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RICH: The way she was

The way she was was a long way from what she became. I can't help thinking about how life veers so far away from the beginning of the journey and how the destination can vary drastically from where it all started.

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RICH: Where Charlie Tinker is buried

It was a long, and very worthwhile, walk to observe the grave of Tink's great-great grandfather.

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RICH: Remembering the poor dirt farmer

Farming knows no boundaries. Cows are born on the rainiest days and get out, usually scattering into the road, in the darkest of nights, water lines burst on the coldest days and tractors break down in the field under the most scorching sun.

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RICH: Tales of woe

For those who have no idea how good they've got it, how blessed they are in life, introduce to them to the other folks.

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RICH: The book within you

We've all got stories, we just don't all turn them into books. But that's not to say we shouldn't.

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RICH: The last lap

Somehow I ran across an out-of-print book called "The Last Lap." It is now 15 years old but tells an intriguing, timeless tale of the early days of America's first stock car racers.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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RICH: An Easter parade surprise

Oh how I love a parade.

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RICH: Miss Eudora's house

I can't wait to return and tour the home again, under official guidance.

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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.

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RICH: A memorable bio

Honesty isn't always pretty, but sometimes it gains respect, no matter how unpleasant.

RICH: The 'Rocky' method

I love dreamers who have courage. That's even better than an Academy Award.

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RICH: In the South, everyone is (sort of) kin

It's six degrees of separation. Southern style when it comes to knowing people in your neck of the woods.

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RICH: The rusty truck

Now I understand all the other folks who have quoted such high prices -- returning calls and showing up makes a person valuable so they can charge more.