The Hatcher Family Cemetery

On a hill in Tennessee, behind the tall grass and thick brush, there’s a little cemetery tucked away in a stand of trees. It’s like ... Read more

Summer in the South

The rising humidity has begun its yearly tradition of choking out what breathable cool air there once was like a kudzu vine pulling down an ... Read more

My Home State

One night I was at a concert in downtown Nashville and a band I had never heard before was opening for the artist I had ... Read more

Wishing Flowers

To the scientific world its taraxacum; to a country club greenskeeper its seeds blow in the breeze and plant themselves into every nightmare they have ... Read more

Easter on the Farm

Cousin Bonnie has a basket in her hand and a big smile on her face. Her sister, Robbie, has what may be a potato sack. ... Read more

Spring Break

When my siblings and I were children, we would usually end up at my Nana’s house during spring and summer breaks. At the time I ... Read more

Andy Griffith

I was having lunch with a friend the other day and learned something that absolutely mortified me. He laid his confession there on the table ... Read more

Quitting time    

A. Ray Lee  Columnist In my childhood days spent on a small cotton farm, we ordered our work according to “sun time” even after someone ... Read more

For Beau

It’s not supposed to be this way. You’re not supposed to see your friends’ pictures on news articles about their four-year-old dying. You’re not supposed ... Read more

The Picky Eater

When it comes to food, I’m basically a toddler. In most other areas of life I like to think I’ve transitioned fully into adulthood; I’ve ... Read more

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