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September 23, 2025
This is the prototypical good news/bad news story. The bad news is Robert Redford died. What an actor! He looked like the Sundance Kid in that terrific historical movie he made with Paul Newman. He talked like the Sundance Kid. He walked like the Sundance Kid. He could shoot better than the Sundance Kid. I THOUGHT he was the Sundance Kid!
September 16, 2025
The deaths of Destiny Henry on August 13 and Luke Scott and Martin Perez on September 6 at the railroad crossing on Harris Road are a tragedy that weighs on the hearts of this community. These deaths are not to be ignored, as they have shed light on an issue that needs to be addressed about this crossing and others like it.
September 16, 2025
My first wife is sooo excited. Her brother is bringing his whole family down for a visit. She has been trying to get him to come see us for years. I am excited for her. But I’m also counting; he’s got children and grandchildren, a son-in-law, or two….
September 16, 2025
Picking up from the previous week’s edition... Until I awoke in the middle of the night hot as blazes. Our sheets were damp with sweat, and not from a night of passionate lovemaking.
September 9, 2025
Picking up from the previous week’s edition... (Sign #4)
September 9, 2025
Editor’s Note: I published this call to action on The Banner’s Facebook page on Saturday, September 6, 2025 after two young men died in a truck-train collision on Harris Road, raising the death toll to three in the past three weeks at that intersection.
September 9, 2025
I spent Labor Day thinking about Mrs. Boaz’s walnut tree. She gave me my first ever paying job. I was six years old. I picked up walnuts one afternoon for 17 straight hours. It seems like there were maybe eight thousand walnuts spread out all over that big yard….
September 9, 2025
To the Citizens of Carroll County: The deaths of Destiny Henry on August 13 and Luke Scott and Martin Perez on September 6 at the railroad crossing on Harris Road are a tragedy that weighs on the hearts of this community. These deaths are not to be ignored, as they have shed light on an issue that needs to be addressed about this crossing and others like it.
September 2, 2025
I am not a soccer guy. And that is not a knock against the sport. I just grew up playing baseball, football, and basketball. It was all we had in McKenzie, Tennessee, back when Ike was running the country.
September 2, 2025
I didn’t grow up with Jimmy King, and it’s a good thing I didn’t because I probably wouldn’t be alive today based on stories I’ve been told by the few childhood friends of his who lived to tell about his escapades. Things like burying people up to their neck and turning beetles loose on them or forcing boys to lie on the sidewalk so he could see how many of them he could jump over with his bicycle.
August 26, 2025
We are knee deep into another August. I haven’t “gone back to school” in years. But you let it get a week or two into the dog days of August and my heart kinda sags. Like it did back WHEN I was going back to school every year.
August 26, 2025
Recently, I’ve been sharing Ed Sheeran’s song “Save Myself” with clients who are struggling to give themselves permission to take care of themselves and letting go of helping people who aren’t interested in changing.
August 19, 2025
...Picking up from last week’s edition.
August 19, 2025
Listen, I’m not the guy to point out when something gets out of whack. We’ve got real writers for that. And I’m not angry, or about to jump off the Golden Gate Bridge over this. But I do have a bit of a burr under my saddle this morning.
August 12, 2025
Patrick had an easy smile and a winning way about him. He was easy to like. But his Achilles heel was his gullibility. Not that being gullible is a bad thing. As a matter of fact, it can often be an endearing quality.
August 12, 2025
I was driving up to Tennessee yesterday when an old gospel song you probably won’t remember came blasting over the airwaves, “Everybody’s gonna have religion in glory, Everybody’s gonna be singing that story….”
August 5, 2025
I sometimes feel sorry for people who live in large cities. Actually, I feel sorry for them most of the time, because they’ll never get to experience what the small town I live in just experienced.
August 5, 2025
“Be home by supper” wasn’t some kind of catchy pastoral phrase back in the days of front porches and lemonade laden afternoons.
July 29, 2025
When used effectively, “stop” is one of the most powerful four-letter words at our disposal.
July 29, 2025
No attempt at humor today. I’m sitting in a hospital waiting room. Waiting. Time has slowed to a lazy snail’s pace. Minutes have crept into hours. Morning has crawled into afternoon. It is open heart surgery. And the patient is the only brother I have left.
