At a restaurant long since closed, we had dinner with our friends Nancy and Steve Rosenberg. We also brought our two daughters, Maryl, age 4, and Kelsy, age 2. The perils of dining with young children usually involve temper tantrums over not being allowed... See more
Back story: Declan is my first grandson. He just graduated kindergarten from a Montessori school in Knoxville. His mother, Maryl, gave the parent address to the graduates. It’s a speech I will address in future segments, but today I’m talking about one im... See more
I wasn’t a Parrothead, but I was a fan of the great Jimmy Buffett. And unlike most folks who later discovered him through frozen margaritas and beach bars, I was there pretty early on. In 1974, Mike Openshaw and I drove to Macon to see The Doobie Brothers... See more
Recently I mentioned the Montgomery Bus Boycott. Fascinating history, as you know, but have you ever wondered where the word “boycott” actually came from? Y’all probably think I only know Irish history — and, other than American history, you’d be mostly c... See more
I’m not sure if this column is about me or Jessie Askew, but it’s about second chances. We both got one last week. His matters more. In 1997, Jessie was 24 and did a dumb thing. He robbed Morrison’s Cafeteria with a co-defendant, Mr. Jackson. I was newly ... See more
