Georgia Hwy. 3 is the main drag through town. If you’re headed north, the railroad is on your left and the storefronts are on your right. Long ago, Harrison’s 5… Read more »

The dismantling of the nursery has begun. Many of the production beds are empty. Irrigation lines that are no longer needed have been cut up and removed. The shade cloth… Read more »

I’m sitting in my truck up on the hill overlooking the tree farm. This is my thinking place. From here I can almost see all four corners of my little… Read more »

Best I remember, the year was 1989. I was one of several guys who took some time off and volunteered to take a group of Jr. High kids on a… Read more »

Donny Holder is pedaling his bike in the hard-packed tire tracks along Harris Mill Road. The ride is smoother where the farm trucks and cars have made a path. He… Read more »

I have spent more time in a dentist’s chair in the last two months than I have in the last 45 years. This is not saying all that much considering… Read more »

I’m finally headed for Kentucky today. Even though when I wrote about it two weeks ago and said that I’d be going in two weeks, I think I confused a… Read more »

I am in unfamiliar territory. You have no idea how awkward this is for me. As I sit in the waiting room, I think about leaving. I keep telling myself,… Read more »

I don’t know why so many memories are associated with food. If I see a good movie, I can’t remember a year later whether I ever saw it or not…. Read more »

Fall season in Georgia. Some days it’s so perfect that when you go to bed you find yourself begging, maybe even praying, that tomorrow will be just like today. Cool… Read more »