Last week the Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage came up with a brilliant idea. At least, at the time, it seemed brilliant. “Why don’t we,” she began, “take Monday off and just chill?” Since it’s been a long time since I did any chillin, I had to ask her, “What do we chill about?” She looked at me w...

ALL is recycled. Even we humans are made from recycled materials...water, planted seeds that allow for (not only) food for us but food for the meat we eat...used clothing that we purchase from sales...all help meet our physical needs. Even our ideas are recycled...passed on. ALL is important. The fi...

I am writing this letter to issue a deserved apology and a heartfelt thank you. Several days ago, I was extremely humbled by being awarded Bus Driver of the Year. I was asked at the time if I had a few words to share. At the time, I was overwhelmed and did not know how to respond. I didn’t even say ...

I’m sure most of us have heard the old cliché, “The hand that rocks the cradle rules the world.” Some of you might even remember that country music ar...

Thanks to Mr. Rip Cannaday for more of his stories about what his life was like in the LaSalle Parish of the past. The Ketchup Story About 1950, Bud ...

This weeks collection came from the late Myra Masters Whiddon and the late Camil Windham Holloway. Hope you enjoy. More next week!