I got $700, Andra. 700 dollars. I can pay for stuff. Dad and his money are not easily parted. Unless one is selling him a television or anything related to the Georgia Bulldogs. At our first stop for lunch: I can get this…..All I got is hundreds. Lots of placesContinue Reading

That’s a big ole birch tree. Beautiful tree. Traveling with Dad is a study in trees. The kinds. The colors. The ages. One sees the forest AND the trees. When he worked, he was a forester. His specialty was wood procurement. Translated, he bought trees. I remember him coming homeContinue Reading

This weekend, MTM and I are going on a road trip. Nine hours one way in the car with my father. I will be both voiceless and insane by the time we arrive at our destination. East Tennessee. We are attending Roy’s 60th high school reunion. He lined up twoContinue Reading