Monthly Archives: September 2014

It’s About Marriage by Mona Sides-Smith

I don’t know why I keep getting married. I got married in my twenties. I got married when I was pushing seventy. And I got married several times in between.  You’d think a person would learn not to keep doing … Continue reading

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Rufus McKay: The Singer, The Person, My Friend (part 2) by William “Bill” Morris, Jr

Editor’s Note: This is a continuation of William “Bill” Morris’ article, “Rufus McKay: The Singer, The Person, My Friend”. Please continue reading after this article for a first-hand account of Mr. McKay’s funeral written by Bill Harvey. At Home in … Continue reading

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Rufus McKay: The Singer, The Person, My Friend by William “Bill” Morris, Jr.

  The Legend Begins Rufus McKay was first ushered into my life around 1954, when I was entering the seventh grade at Bailey Junior High in Jackson, Mississippi.  My classmates and I were learning to dance the Foxtrot, the Waltz, … Continue reading

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A Reflection From A Mississippi Magnolia by Patricia Neely-Dorsey

 

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Seeds of Misery by Mary Dawson

Wear light colored clothing, long sleeves and pants, and tuck your pants into socks. Long loose hair should be covered, braided or tied when venturing into areas where they are apt to be. Spray your clothing with the appropriate repellant. … Continue reading

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Seersucker Flash Mob by Jim Eikner

Not since Gary Cooper strode that dusty western street to do in the seemingly invincible black-hat jaspers in the academy award winning movie, has “High Noon” assumed such dramatic proportions. But it was just at that seersucker hour at the … Continue reading

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Downtown Small Town by Deborah Fagan Carpenter

The song by Kenny Rogers, Twenty Years Ago was actually written about my hometown in south Mississippi. Today the downtown of my childhood, which was once the pulse of the small town, is struggling to stay alive in a world of … Continue reading

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