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A look back at the things that shape us.

Writing is an old friend to me. Publishing is not.  Several events in my life have propelled me to share writings, new and old. I have stored these things for just such a day.

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All Not Ready, Holler “I!”

We boomers didn’t always have it easy but we had it simple. Children’s games today are often electronic or electric or have become so...

What the Bandstand Saw

I walked down Main Street a few days ago, forced myself to pass by the great smells coming from the restaurants and sat on the steps of...

More Food, Foolishness and Filosophy

I found out today that there is a Dunkin’ Donut place going up near the Food Lion. Now that’s great and I can’t cast aspersions on...

Sometimes Golf is Just a Game

What’s in a game? Shakespeare didn’t say that but if he had played golf I am sure he would have used a few more colorful words. I once...

The Woods, the Gullies, and the Muddy Hills

In the mid-fifties, the civilized world ended at the pine log fence that stretched across the back yard of our house on Gregg Street....

Southern Food: Love and Fatback

I grew up on Southern country cooking even though I was a town boy. In the early 1950’s, if you didn’t have a cow or chickens, somebody...

Two Roads Diverged…But I was in the Cornfield

Good judgement is not something that comes at a discount from Costco. You can’t order it and have Amazon deliver it to your door tomorrow...

And Another Year Passes

A few nights ago, Cheryl and I attended a reunion of friends who grew up in Fort Mill and who attended Fort Mill High School when it was...

My Year With Derris

Sometimes fate takes you by the hand and walks you to a place you had no intention of going. When I start to feel mistreated by life;...

Christmas and the Kudu that Came from Afar

Hear those sleigh bells jingling? Then you need to visit your audiologist. You can’t roller skate in a buffalo herd and your horse can’t...

What Is That Day Before Black Friday?

We celebrate he Fourth of July by buying flags, fireworks, hot dogs and anything red, white, and blue. That’s good, right? Halloween...

Tales from a Lady in the Waiting Room

This is the South, where men talk about football, cars and weather and women talk about food and about family and to our great shame we...

Against the Wind*

In the early 1900’s, behind Main Street, in the lot between where the Brewery and the train car now stand, a temporary ramp was built. A...

Restoring our Souls

A couple of weeks ago, I attended a funeral for a friend. As a child, I watched my grandfather’s generation pass away. They were a...

Kick out the Stob

When Mac McAlister took over as principal of Chester High School, I knew things were changing for the good. At the meet and greet for...

Walking Each Other Home

When I was ten years old, Mother packed a small suitcase with a week’s worth of clothes and Dad took me to the Bus Station on White...

Thursday’s Children

This episode is about the grown-ups who were my children. The title is from an old nursery rhyme. In this life we all have many roads to...

Country Ham, Red-Eye Gravy and Whomp Biscuits

Once the bacon had individualized and was cooling on a plate, Dad would call for the “Whompies”.

Musings on Stuckey’s, Picnics and Love

Imagine a time, if you will when there were no fast food stops, no Subway sandwiches, no quarter-pounders with cheese, no stuffed crust...

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Looking back on the events that shape our lives. 

We are all told, “live your life to the fullest”; I am here to do just that. Back Window serves as a vessel to project my passions, and clue in my loyal readers as to what inspires me in this crazy world. So, sit back, relax, and read on.

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