Rock Wall

I have a new favorite commercial fish (if you don’t count walleye and crappie). We went to the fish fry fundraiser Friday evening in Fair Haven Park for the Stoney Creek and Walnut Creek Schools.  You know I’ve caught a few thousand bass and crappie so I  thought it was some kind of mistake when

What’s the big news this week?  Lotsa little things. Reese was as happy as a clam Monday, not that I’ve ever met one. But she smiled a lot when I went up front and talked to her as her momma held her. Snider turned a week old Monday. He was making contented noises as I

In a little over a year, Kimball and I went from no grandchildren to four. At straight up 12 noon Monday, Sept. 9, grandbaby No. 4 made such a quick appearance that his daddy, Cain Gilfoil, who was eating lunch, almost missed it. Snider Cain’s due date was supposed to be Sept. 8, his daddy’s

I was ready to moan about holidays, particularly Monday holidays, which give us fits at the newspaper. It’s even worse now that we’ve gone to a Monday deadline. Then I got in touch with the Bulldog Athletic Director Jeremy Barger and he had the new head football coach, Kelley Beckner, call me. When Coach Beckner

I spent a couple of days by myself and didn’t get in much trouble. Davis accompanied Kimball to Shreveport to attend her brother’s funeral. Davis got a hero’s welcome home Saturday evening from his daughter, Reese, who adores her daddy. OK, he got a big welcome home, too, from Erica, but she can put it

Kimball is going to make one of those trips you never want to make. She’s going to help her sister-in-law bury her brother’s ashes. Sad time in Shreve’s Burg. Adrian would be a big help but she is too great with child to make the trip from Baton Rouge. I haven’t been told if I’m

I mentioned in the cutline for a copperhead that you never know when or where one will show up.  Same with bad news. Sunday afternoon about 4, Kimball and I had just gotten home from the 148th homecoming at Concord Missionary Baptist Church and after the delicious carry-in dinner doubted that we would ever be

Had a phone call Monday from a lady in Stockton wanting me to check on the Kevin Costello case. She said wild rumors are flying down there about what happened to Kevin and why. You remember, of course, that someone followed him out of Stockton north, then passed him, then blocked the road. When he

I almost always open my emails from Derrill Price III to see his latest facebook post. The one I got today said, “Sir, If I am to be insulted, I must first value your opinion.” – I was pleasantly surprised by some of the people who wrote letters this week, just common folks who have

Adrian did show her Southern side during the Picnic. One of her friends commented on how humid it was. Adrian said, “It’s not humid.” One year during the summer, Kimball and I were up here from Shreveport and I helped Dad in the hay. He thought it was humid. I didn’t. I set my alarm