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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 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.

Sunday, May 18, 2014

Sixty one years and counting

    I have not refined my thoughts this first day of my 61st year, but have been thinking this weekend true to form the more the years add on, the more somber the occasion. But then again that reminds me I haven't emailed or called my Gaffney friend Tommy Jones who shares this day and age with me. We had a memorable candle lighting on a couple cupcakes in the Jr High Lunchroom in 67. And a week  later I was off to see WA Criswell at the Southern Baptist Convention in Miami.
    Haven't been back  to Miami sense.

     But before I get lost in memory's wilderness wanted to make this quote from New Yorker dated March 17 from a James Wood Review. I  met Wood once at the Sewanee Writer's Conference; proud of that.

       had come to see, as he himself said in so many words, that understanding is not what this life has given us, that answers can only beget questions, that honesty commands a declaration not of faith but of ignorance, and that the only mission available to us, one laid to our charge, if any hand was in it, is to let unfold the questions, to take to the river knowing not if it runs to the sea, and accept our place as servants of life.

     Will try to put the quote in context later, but wanted to get this effort dated properly.


Blogger Jonathan McGuire said...

I just saw this. Your birthday is 4 days after mine (month and day're definitely my elder. :) ).

Happy birthday old friend.

10:10 AM  

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