A sweet young woman named Michelle painted my toenails the orange of road construction cones, a polish called Flip Flop Fantasy. I was ready to roll. The older I get, the lighter I travel.
Thirty-five years ago this month Blewett Thomas invited me to ride over to Tuscaloosa, Ala., to visit the bluesman Johnny Shines. The day before Blewett had met Axel Kustner, a German blues enthusiast, who was visiting their mutual friend, Big Joe Williams in Crawford.
Today there is much discussion about prayer in schools and the separation of church and state. Very few people, though, realize the origin of that discussion and controversy. Even fewer know of the role Mississippi played in its beginning.
I grew up in East Tupelo, about a mile from the birthplace of Elvis Presley. Even though Elvis was at his height as a performer during my youth, Tupelo didn't make too big a deal out of Elvis in the late 1960s.
Here I am." Kathy McCoy hollered and motioned for me to follow. Cupped in her hand was a fuzzy-headed purple martin. Kathy explained the bird was born with an undeveloped wing. Marty chirped constantly but nestled comfortably next to Kathy.
Sometimes it is interesting how one thing leads to another. So it is with today's column on passion flowers, also known as maypops. I have often found these flowers blooming on the edge of fields and forest near the Tombigbee River.
I've been thinking a lot recently about Paula Deen and Martha Liddell and the strange phenomenon that ties the two together. Both have been in the news recently -- Deen on the national stage and Liddell here in Columbus.
The British know. Their television and movie stars are like real people, except they can act. They look normal, with blemishes. Think Shirley Valentine, or Young Mister Grace. A few are pretty, some not so much. Acting trumps beauty.
By 4 o'clock that Friday afternoon, the Mississippi State bulldogs had won their way into the championship game at the College World Series; by 5 o'clock the Bardwells were packing. "This is history being made. This may never happen again in our lifetime!" Sam said.
Finally, the dirt on Leslie Frazier. Thursday, Frazier returned to his native Columbus, serving as keynote speaker at a fundraiser held at the Trotter Convention Center for the Mayors Senior Citizens Thanksgiving Luncheon.
I'm probably the only person in Mississippi that feels sort of sorry for ESPN commentator Mike Patrick today. I doubt the ESPN commentator meant any offense with an off-the-cuff remark about Mississippi State's enormous following at the College World Series made during the broadcast of Monday's Mississippi State-UCLA game.
You can make your plans, and then count on it -- the day goes every which-a-way.
Marty Turner has packed in a lot of experience into his 35 years. Judging from the variety of his exploits, the recently elected Ward 4 Councilman is nothing if not adaptable. Let's hope so. Come July 1, Turner will be one of six men charged with running the city of Columbus (along with Mayor Robert Smith).
I have just returned home from a week on staff at the Episcopal Church's Camp Bratton-Green north of Canton. The camp's origins are actually intertwined with Columbus, though the camp was never located here.
Somebody pinch me. Thursday evening, the Columbus Municipal School District Board of Trustees continued a recent run of mystifying behavior, removing board president Currie Fisher and installing long-time school administrator Edna McGill to run the district while the search for an interim superintendent continues.
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