Les Brown
He was born on February 17th, 1945. His mother gave birth to him and his twin brother on the floor of an abandoned building in a low-income district of Miami, FL. Soon she gave them both up for adoption. Their new mother was a single lady with little more to offer the boys in the material sense than their birth mother. But fortunately for
” Good Advice from an Elder”
There's a learning curve in most all professions. I guess that goes for preaching, too. One of my favorite stories ever concerning the men of the cloth has to be the one about the young preacher boy named Brother Bart. Now, Brother Bart was a solid gold young fellow who took over the helm of a small rural church in one of our neighboring parishes.
April’s Winner!
YIKES! I came home from the radio show Monday evening and promptly forgot to toss everyone's names in the hat and pick April's winner. SORRY! I just stopped and tended to that on the spot. With no further ado, April's winner is Sharon O'Briant! Congrats, Sharon! You get a signed copy of Sue Ellen's Girl Ain't Fat, She Just Weighs Heavy! Send me an email with
Me and My Otter
I did it! It's windy here but I still took my new Otter out on a solo expedition and made it back to the dock safely! Note Dixie Belle observing. There's a seat for her but she said if it was all the same to me she'd pass on the maiden voyage. Whatever. I love it! Thx, Phil!!!! Hugs, Shellie the new Kayaker I love to hear from
Tail Wagging Good News
My parents brought a stray dog home. As of this writing her name is either Lucy or Lady. Until that is officially settled, I’ve decided to call her Lady Lucy. Easter Sunday was Lady Lucy’s first family holiday. She enjoyed herself immensely. Had her tail wagged any faster she might have levitated. It became increasingly clear to all of us that Lady Lucy was doing
ATS Says No to Sue Happy Tourists
Hello folks! Welcome back to the porch of All Things Southern. It's my pleasure to host y'all for our weekly visit. Make yourselves comfortable and let’s chat…~smile~ I’ve become aware of a couple lawsuits filed in the Big Easy that warrant our attention. In the latest incident, a traveler I’m calling Superman, in my own attempt to stay out of court, filed a lawsuit on the
Drop by drop
"Are there not some of you who have set up a desired experience between yourselves and Jesus and are looking at it rather than at Him? You want a great shower, when perhaps it is His purpose to fill you drop by drop? You must lay down this strong will, this desire for the experience of a great blessing, and be content with Jesus, simply
Charlie Walker
He was born in Texas in 1926. He grew up on a cotton farm about 35 miles east of Dallas, the son of a Texas lawman and Justice of the Peace who taught him the basics of music. He started singing in high school with a band called “Billy Boyd’s Cowboy Ramblers”. But before the year was out Uncle Sam cut the young musician’s gig
“A First Class Confrontation”
How about a little good news for a change? Contrary to ever increasing news reports, the younger generation does not consist solely of reprobates and whiners. If you just pay attention, you can occasionally hear good news from our college campuses, and other times people just make up mighty fine jokes like this one I’m telling today. Who am I to tell the difference? It’s
My Apologies to Shakespheare
Yikes! I opened the radio show yesterday in a most colorful and yet totally unintended way. I had plans to say something cute about it being Talk Like Shakespeare Day. Towards that end, I opened my mouth to say, "Why fore shalt thou not join me on yon radio show?" INSTEAD, I heard myself begin with, "Why _______" (insert rather crude word that rhymes with cart and smart and has