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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.

Tuesday, July 01, 2014

Blackberry Theology

  Curtis Freeman, a Duke Div Baptist specialist who has written up my Dad's and my hero Stewart A Newman, is all over facebook today with pics of the blackberries he picked and the wonderful cobbler his wife made.

   Freeman also has a fascination with a copperhead snake that keeps turnin up in his yard. Ron Rash calls em satinbacks, or maybe that's the rattler.

   I got some berries right outside the window here in Bama but my cobbler makers have moved off and I'm suffering, and the logistics aren't working out to get some to Aunt Juanita's cobbler in Rome Ga. I called Cousin Reba but she put me off on Cousin Martha and I haven't worked that out yet.

    Not a perfect telling here, but couldn't let it all pass without a reference to Billy Sunday Birt and my Dad's outtings with High School Principal  Wayne Whiteside in Gaffney in the early 70's. I asked Dad once what those chat were like as they waded out deep into the thicket smelling of kerosene. It was rich conversation.

    You have all the elements, the heat, the humidity, the thorns, the threat of a diamondbacked rattler, human sweat. Ripe mix for revelations of Old Testament proportions.

     Billy Sunday Birt was a serial killer in North Georgia in the 60's, who confessed to 40 murders. He accepted Jesus as his Saviour in the 90s and was taken unshackled to Winder Georgia where his son Baptized him. You got to figure his Godly mother naming him after the biggest evangelist turn of the 19th into the 20th had something to do with it.

     Who am I to judge.

     A friend and I wrote a screenplay fictionalizing those circumstances. There is a blackberry picking seen in it.

     Brad Pitt was raised Baptist out in Missouri. If you can get this blog to him, we'd love to talk if he wants to. President Carter's staffer Jody Powell read well into the story before he died.

    This one's ripe for the pickin.


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