Author Archives: joinerscorner

Mr. Dittmore and I had a very quiet ride on the hour-long trip from Vienna to Macon.  He said nothing to me, nor I to him.  That was usually how it went when I had a passenger in the back … Continue reading →

February 5, 1981 JOINER’S STORE – COCA COLA SINCE 1902.  That’s what the sign on the front of the small white frame building says.  I don’t know if that’s when my grandfather, Jim Joiner, first opened the store or if … Continue reading →

Bald eagles have an inherently regal quality about them.  I love those videos that show an eagle diving toward the blue waters of a pristine lake and adeptly catching his prey.  His eyes are intense, his skill remarkable, and his … Continue reading →

For two years during college I had a summer job at Bluebird Body Company, the well-known school bus manufacturer in Fort Valley, Georgia.  My first employment was during the summer of 1971. It was hard work but the pay was … Continue reading →

In late December of 2017 my brother, Jimmy, and I were dining at the Cordele Recreation Parlor, a place more commonly called The Pool Room.  We each were having a chili dog all the way, a bowl of Irish Stew … Continue reading →

There were some wonderful hymns written long before the 1940 edition of The Broadman Hymnal.  Many more have been written since.  But that old green hymnal that I grew up with remains my favorite. William Cross and I began attending … Continue reading →

  A youngster of five in his father’s lap, laughs aloud escaping his nap. He poses a question that sombers the tone. Dad knows the answer must be his alone. For a fellow just five he appears concerned, anxious, he … Continue reading →

David and Dale Clemons live just outside of Unadilla on Third District Road.  The roof on their historic family home is covered with silver tin shingles that glisten when the sun is shining.  The house was built in 1910 and … Continue reading →

A lot of folks in the Crisp County area remember Fatboy Mangum.  I was a young man of 23 when I met him.  He was in his mid-fifties.  He grinned and introduced himself, told me that everybody called him Fatboy.  … Continue reading →

I was standing at the counter in Forbes Drug Store a while back and noticed a small stack of Grier’s Almanacs.  Steve Morgan, who owns the pharmacy with his brother Frank, told me I was welcome to take one.  I … Continue reading →