As I sat at the kitchen bar tonight, I gazed down at the bowl of potato soup and cornbread I was having for supper. I began to think about my mother. Potato soup and cornbread was a meal that we ate a lot. I know many people have their “We were so poor…….” and you could finish the phrase. And a lot ...

I have a confession to make: I am technologically challenged. A technology dud. A ‘Luddite” (found this one on the web!). A tech illiterate. A failure in the modern world of internet, wireless gadgets, and all the other technological advancements and their jargon. Let’s face it, I am tech averse: (I...

It’s coming up on St. Valentine’s Day, so I thought I should share the love story of Coalie and Wilma, and every word is true. Coalie was one of Sequoia-Kings Pack Trains’ mules. Coal black of course, and if he should get a good shot, you could be kicked. Pack mule, not riding mule. Wilma was a litt...

Back in June of 2021 I had several thousands of dollars of tools and building materials stolen from a house Lisa and I had inherited, and we were remo...

We all know someone will find Jenkins’s cabin. Someday. Oh, it’s up there in those hills somewhere. We all know that. It’s become a friendly object of...

(EDITOR’S NOTE: The following Country Editor article appeared in the March 17, 1993, issue of this newspaper by the late Publisher/Editor Sammy J. Fra...