Saturday, August 19, 2017

Atlanta

By Hardy Jackson "My Uncle Ichabod said, ‘Speakin of the city, it ain’t no place for women, gal, but pretty men go thar." W.C. Fields, "The...

Bicentennial Beer

By Hardy Jackson In case you haven’t noticed, Alabama is in the midst of its Bicentennial Celebration. And how better to mark this historic event than...

Slim for Him

By Hardy Jackson During the presidential campaign, Southern Evangelical Christians were much in the news.  Then, once their candidates were elected, they seemed to fall...

Rock City

I've seen London, I've seen France And I've seen Rock City When I was growing up in lower Alabama, some folks from Tennessee arrived in our area....

Graduation

By Hardy Jackson I have attended a lot of graduations – my share and somebody else’s. Kindergarten (three times), elementary school (three times), high school (four...

Memorial Day

By Hardy Jackson On Memorial Day  I think of Max Gillis. I never met him. All I have is the picture in an old copy of...

The voice of the turtle

By Hardy Jackson Was that a turtle I heard? For, lo, the winter is past, The rain is over and gone; The Flowers appear on the earth; The Time...

Astrology

Remember when they busted Miss Cleo, the Jamaican psychic whose “hotline” offered free “supernatural insight into love and money.” Under pressure from the Federal Trade...

Circuses

Taking down the Big Top Back in 1871, Ringling Brothers and Barnum & Bailey circuses joined to create “The Greatest Show on Earth.” The other day...

The Masters

The Master’s is upon us. Now I don’t golf. Golf is, to me, as Oscar Wilde observed about foxhunting, “the unspeakable in full pursuit of the...