Category Archives: culture

My Granddaddy’s brother and sister in law lived on the edge of a Mayberryesque town in the foot hills of the Ouachita Mountains in Arkansas.  DeQueen is an unmemorable place.   There is really absolutely nothing special that makes it stand … Continue reading →

Certain aromas, smells, seem to bring memories and emotions, good and bad, rushing to our minds.  Some smells conjure thoughts that force an instant smile and sometimes a giggle.  Others may carry with it a heartache, longing or tear.  Smells … Continue reading →

I don’t dip snuff or chew tobacco nor do I condone such things.  I’m not passing judgment here, whether partaking of tobacco products is morally good or bad.  I’m simply stating I don’t do it.  However, there have always been … Continue reading →

The end block of 17th street in Paris, TX was generally a quiet place at night.  There was the occasional train rumbling by down where the street dead ended into the railroad track.  A stray cat, random raccoon or opossum … Continue reading →

Three things that come to mind when I think of Arkansas are Wal-Mart, Razorbacks and chickens. If you’ve ever driven through Arkansas you know that the chicken population is greater than the human population. And I mean in number. There … Continue reading →

When I was a kid and my brothers and I would spend a couple of weeks at my grandparent’s house during the summer, sometimes mom would miss us soooo much she would call on the phone just to hear our … Continue reading →

People worldwide have a fascination with trains.  Every culture and country that has trains has people like me, who, when we see a passing train, whether passenger or freight, are hypnotized and we stare with our eyes glazed and our … Continue reading →

Most of us have fears. Our fears vary as widely as we do. If it’s a fear that’s shared by many we give it a fancy Latin name and slap the word phobia on the end of it. Many of … Continue reading →

One of the things I enjoyed most about camping in Arkansas as a kid was the prospect of encountering wild animals… in the wild. It’s always great to see them at the zoo, but it’s just not the same. In … Continue reading →