Let's All Start Walking More And Driving

Mama Had An Appreciation Of The Language. She Taught Me A Love Of Words, Of How They Should Be Used And How They Can Fill A Creative Soul With A Passion And Lead To A Life's Work.

"have You Done Your Homework?" My Mother Would Ask. "i'll Do It Later." "you Will Do It Now, Young Man. I Don't Want You Winding Up On The Third Shift At Flagg-utica." Flagg-utica Was A Local Textile Plant. Somehow, I Never Could Figure How Failing To Read Three Chapters In My Geography Book About The Various Sorts Of Vegetation To Be Found In A Tropical Rain Forest Had Anything To Do With Facing A Life As A Mill Hand. But With Enough Guilt And Fear As Catalysts, You Can Read Anything, Even Geography Books And Deuteronomy.

There's No Such Thing As Being Too Southern.

I Finally Figured It Out, I Finally Figured Out How To Find Some Peace And Happiness. I Sure Would Hate For The Man Upstairs To Take Me Now. But At Least I Did Figure It Out.

Life Is A Sexually Transmitted Terminal Disease.