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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.

Thursday, August 28, 2025

Uncle Herschel and Furman's Confederate commencement speaker

I Have recently blogged about Mary Beth Stuckey commencement speaker at Furman for her class of 2013 also a product of Prestonwood Baptist church in Dallas a Flaming christian nationalist congregation in Dallas Texas.

    Like the Randy Newman song,Rednecks, Aliie Beth came in dumb and come out dumb too. Now she has embraced with Lara Trump and others the Trump line on Cracker Barrel. See great piece at Baptist News Global on the same subject, a site that recently named Allie Beth and her straight arrow opposition empathy.

    As the line goes in Road to Perdition, It's all so effing hystrrical. Witness the dance yesterday online of Uncle Herschel and Trump dancing to YMCA making the Barrell Americna again.

    This opinion is much more substantive if you read the BNGlobal piece.

    I was in the Cracker Barrel yesterday. I called on the manager. He said it was mcuh overblown and like the two transgender if there are that many in South Carolina, He was not aware of any Barrels getting the work over. Still dark with Mallo cups in the merchandise area and a fireplace.

   On occasion Cracker Barrel has been a sacred place for me.A few years ago at the Ft Payne Barrel I had a brief but delightful conversation with Alabama's Randy Owen on the writer Ron Rash . And in the mid nineties my Dad and I stopped in the Cracker Barrell in Kennesaw Ga after a CBF gathering in Atlanta. I t was registering with me his Baptist witness and his friendship with the great ones Randall Lolley, Bill Sell Self and Stewart A Newman. I started crying. I said Daddy, I'm Messed up. He said I know, but not so loud.  

    My Grandfather Jordan on Mommas's  side  was  a Lincoln Republican and his Father skirmished for the Union in North Alabama. See Howell Raines on the North Alabama Union fighters and also see my blog about the home guard threatening to kill a distant ancestor on Lookout Mtn. He hid out over a bluff you could see from the family front porch I lived in for thirty years on Hwy 11 where Dietrich Bonhoeffer came up the road in 1931 

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Blogger Kevin Heifner said...

Good article Fox.

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