Author Archives: joinerscorner

Digging Up Stones struck me as a rock-solid heading for a column on archeology. Today we’ll lightly excavate a little known but valuable resource in that field. I’m clueless in such matters, but the Ocmulgee Archeological Society has capable folks … Continue reading →

Today’s query to ponder: “Can a cat be dog tired?” I’m not certain why dogs were chosen to represent exhaustion. Mules would have been a good fit with their long days of plodding through hot fields. Old mule tales describe … Continue reading →

Questions I can’t answer often awaken me during the night. Trying to resume sleep while thinking about such matters can be frustrating. Here’s an example: Sometimes I wonder if a dog would be embarrassed to be described as catatonic. The … Continue reading →

A photo wouldn’t have done it justice, but I wish I’d tried. It was an ominous cloud, massive and peculiarly long. I left the farm just after midday on March 18th and headed toward home, going west on the Pinehurst-Hawkinsville … Continue reading →

April 2, 2022. Ukraine was a place I knew little about until recently. In 2019 I heard about their democratically elected president, Volodymyr Zelensky, transitioning from comedian to politician. It was an amusing tale of a young man’s unlikely path … Continue reading →

“A Greatly Blessed Life” is a 2018 column about Mr. Charles Speight of Unadilla, Georgia. He was almost 96 at the time and constantly on the go. When I inquired about the secret to his longevity, he had answered without … Continue reading →

It seems like only yesterday I walked into Freeman’s Pharmacy in Unadilla with my father, unaware my short pants were on backward. I wasn’t a fan of shorts during childhood. The farmers of Third District dressed in khakis or blue … Continue reading →

It seems like only yesterday I was waiting for the announcer to say, “From out of the clear blue of the western sky comes Sky King!” Then came the thrilling sound and sight of Songbird, his twin-engine Cessna, followed by … Continue reading →

It seems like only yesterday I was sitting in Daddy’s lap shouting, “Rock! Rock! Rock!” My earliest memory is probably one of begging him to go faster in our old wooden chair. I was big enough to rock solo if … Continue reading →

A friend of mine turned 70 not long ago. That’s happening more often than it used to, which has caused me to realize a lot of my favorite people are not spring chickens anymore. It’s possible they’re having similar thoughts … Continue reading →