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Born May 18, 1953; got saved at Truett Memorial BC in Hayesville, NC 1959. On rigged ballot which I did not rig got Most Intellectual class of 71, Gaffney High School. Furman Grad, Sociology major but it was little tougher than Auburn football players had Had three dates with beautiful women the summer of 1978. Did not marry any of em. Never married anybody cause what was available was undesirable and what was desirable was unaffordable. Unlucky in love as they say and even still it is sometimes heartbreaking. Had a Pakistani Jr. Davis Cupper on the Ropes the summer of 84, City Courts, Rome Georgia I've a baby sitter, watched peoples homes while they were away on Vacation. Freelance writer, local consultant, screenwriter, and the best damn substitute teacher of Floyd County Georgia in mid 80's according to an anonymous kid passed me on main street a few years later when I went back to get a sandwich at Schroeders. Had some good moments in Collinsville as well. Ask Casey Mattox at www.clsnet.org if he will be honest about it. I try my best to make it to Bridges BBQ in Shelby NC at least four times a year.

Tuesday, February 19, 2013

Ron Rash on NPR Morning Edition, 2-17-13

  Ron Rash was on NPR Morning Edition Saturday. Grand setup in the last ten minutes of the 2nd hour of the program. Leading into his segment was a segment on MLKing's I have a Dream address with reference to Mahalia Jackson calling on him on the steps of the Lincoln Memorial to "tell them about the Dream, Martin, Tell them about the Dream".
   Jeff Rogers at First Baptist Greenville had used that anecdote in a great July 4 sermon in 2010.
    And then a segment on Nascar from Charlotte. As I was listening seemed they were zeroing in on Rash Country as he has written a good bit about Upstate S.C. and my stomping grounds around Gaffney in addition to his parking place of Western North Carolina.
    A dear friend from Habitat from Humanity had tipped me off on Friday he was to appear on Saturday morning.

    And Rash Delivered.

   He has a new book of short stories coming out; but I read one of them in May 2011, happened to be on my birthday, in the New Yorker.

    Were I a little shadier there is a relation to aspects of myself to Sinkler in Rash first at bat in this new collection, Short Story, The Trusty.

      Here is my favorite paragraph in that one:

      "Sinkler had more than fifty dollars in poker winnings now, plenty enough cash to get him across Mississippi to where he could finally shed himself of the whole damn region.
He'd grown up in Montgomery, but when the law got too interested in his comings and goings he'd gone north to Knoxville, and then west to Memphis, before recrossing Tennessee to Raleigh. Sinkler's talents had led him to establishments where his sleight of hand needed no deck of cards. A decent suit, clean fingernails,and buffed shoes, and he could walk into a business and be greeted as a solid citizen. Tell a story about being in town because of an ailing mother and you were the cat's pajamas. They'd take the Help Wanted sign out of the window and pretty much replace it with Help Yourself. 
Sinkler remembered the afternoon in Memphis when he's stood by the river, after grifting the clothing store of forty dollars in two months. Keep heading west or turn back east--that was the choice. He's flip a silver dollar to decide, a rare moment when he's trusted his life purely to luck.

End quote. At this blog click on Sept 2010 archive for my interview with Rash.

http://www.npr.org/2013/02/16/172175237/nothing-gold-stays-long-in-appalachia

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