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Daddy’s Dying, Who’s Got the Bourbon? | My Southern Gothic Life
New Post up on my other blog: MySouthernGothicLife.com. Here is an excerpt with a link to the full post:
My Father died in the early 1980′s when he was about 54 years old. Technically, the cause of death was cancer. I always told people that, after more than 30 years with my Mother, I strongly suspected he really just really wanted some peace and quiet.
See, my Mother truly believed in “till death do you part.” She even had some questions for our Pastor about if, perhaps, the marriage bonds extended into the afterlife. I could never figure out if she was concerned with avoiding the effort of finding a new husband in Heaven or just trying to hang on to my Father forever. Literally.
via Daddy’s Dying, Who’s Got the Bourbon? | My Southern Gothic Life.
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Chapter 9: Black Cord Fever | My Southern Gothic Life
I have a new post up on the other blog, MySouthernGothicLife.com.
Here is an excerpt and link to the full post:
I know people today think that you come out of the womb with your cell phone already in your hands so you can call your mother and tell her you’ve been born.
However, there was a time when everyone did not have cell phones.
There was a time when there was only one phone in the house. And it stayed there.
It had a long black or white cord that tied it to the wall. You had to go to it and talk where it was, no matter who else was around.
Of course back in those long ago days, we believed in the quaint concept of privacy, so people would normally give you your space. We also actually had secrets and hid things from our parents. Our parents were even known to keep secrets from each other as well as from us. All, alas is gone with the winds of change…
It was a primitive time, but we managed to survive.
Click here to read the full post : Chapter 9: Black Cord Fever | My Southern Gothic Life.
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Chapter 8: My Life as a Street Urchin | My Southern Gothic Life
I have a new post up on my new blog:
I have a confession to make. I was a Paperboy for almost 10 years. I still have nightmares about it sometimes.
It was a fascinating way to both earn money and to meet and spend time with friends. It also gave you some amazing insights to people’s lives in the 1970′s.
Back then, there were two daily papers and I delivered them both. I’ll be honest, it was a real bitch to get up at 5:00 am for the morning run- especially in my late teens when I was frequently hung over…
But it gave me the two things I most desired: Money and Freedom.
via Chapter 8: My Life as a Street Urchin | My Southern Gothic Life.
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Ode to Billy Joe
For some reason, Dusty led me to Bobbie…
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Son of a Preacher Man
I was working on my other blog, MyShouthernGothicLife.com, when for some reason I thought of this…
Dusty should never be forgotten…
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Chapter 5: Camping with My Family | My Southern Gothic Life
New post is up on the new Blog. The one I started just for the Southern Gothic stuff. It’s called: My Southern Gothic Life.
Ive revised and moved some of my topic appropriate older posts over there and added a couple of new ones today.
Here is a preview with the link to the full post at the bottom:
I have no fear of hell. I lost that fear at around age 12. That’s when I was stuck for one long, rainy week, with my family in a Cox Camper at a campground in Myrtle Beach, South Carolina. Nothing could be worse than that…
My Father never would accept the fact that we were really a group of people with nothing in common.
Well, except shopping. Well, not even that. He hated to shop. The other 3 of us loved it…Like I said we really were a group of people with nothing in common except genetics.
In other words, we were a typical, dysfuntional American Family of that era.
Chapter 5: Camping with My Family | My Southern Gothic Life.
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Notes on the “Southern Gothic” Series
I’ve had several people comment to me, both on and off the blog, about the emerging series of Southern Gothic memories/vignettes.
Most wonder why I’m doing it. Some are a little horrified I’m doing it. Most seem to enjoy them and understand our macabre Southern way of constantly stirring up the past and pulling scabs off old wounds.
For me, it’s simple. I’m trying to see if I can write and if I may have a book in me. I’ve always been told “write about what you know.” This is the only place I know to start. This format also seems to work for me where no other format has.
When I started this blog, I said I was a frustrated writer. Not anymore. This has really knocked down some creative walls and barriers that have blocked me in the past. I now write, either on this blog or off it, almost every day. I even travel with a little netbook, in addition to my work laptop, so I always have my separate personal access to the web and this blog.
You know I’m serious if I’m schlepping around two laptops on planes every time I travel.
I also had to wait until my Mother was too gaga to use the internet or be aware of these or to be hurt by these memories and my take on them. It’s part of my Gentleman’s Code.
If these stories work on the blog and I can continue to come up with them, then I’ll figure out my next steps. This is my way of exploring the format and trying to find my literary voice.
Sorry to mix it in with all the videos and left-wing political articles I post.
This blog is eclectic, like my mind and everything else in my life.
I’ve had a couple of folks as me if these stories are true. All I can say is they are as true as I can make them. They are how I saw and remember things. I don’t promise all my facts are correct. A lot of these stories are based on old family stories and my old memories. Neither are dependable sources. Everyone has their own way of remembering things based on how they saw it at the time. However, my guess is that they are at lest 90% true. Their hearts and souls are 100% true.
So thank you for bearing with me on this journey as I try to discover what I want to be when I grow up.
Your thoughts and comments are always welcome…
Filed under Danville, Entertainment, My Journey, The South, Virginia
There’s a Battle Outside and It Is Still Ragin’ – Frank Rich
Another great article from Frank Rich in today’s New York Times. I love the way he uses “Mad Men” and the 1960’s to introduce this…I encourage you to click the link at the bottom and read it in its brilliant entirety.
Here is an excerpt:
This country was rightly elated when it elected its first African-American president more than 20 months ago. That high was destined to abate, but we reached a new low last week. What does it say about America now, and where it is heading, that a racial provocateur, wielding a deceptively edited video, could not only smear an innocent woman but make every national institution that touched the story look bad? The White House, the N.A.A.C.P. and the news media were all soiled by this episode. Meanwhile, the majority of Americans, who believe in fundamental fairness for all, grapple with the poisonous residue left behind by the many powerful people of all stripes who served as accessories to a high-tech lynching.
via Op-Ed Columnist – There’s a Battle Outside and It Is Still Ragin’ – NYTimes.com.
Filed under Politics, Social Commentary, The Economy, The South
Lost in the 21st Century 
My Southern Gothic Life | Chapter 15: Pretty Women
New post on my other blog:
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via My Southern Gothic Life | Trying to Stay Sane in a Crazy Southern World….
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