Do we know what happened to all the redneck jokes? Is the king of them, Jeff Foxworthy (“you might be a redneck if…”), no longer on tour?
Thoughts on happenings in the city of Madera.
Out there with the fossils, or older than dirt.
Though the girls are certainly prettier, I miss the smiling, bearded face of my favorite postman Sam Freeman behind the counter at the post office.
Today is National Bosses Day and yours truly, in his “meanderings” through life, has encountered quite a few head honchos. I suppose it all started with dear old dad.
I’m thinking about taking up golf again, the regular kind, and maybe even the miniature type or the Frisbee variety. Or maybe I’ll join longtime bartender Waldo Miles in a bowling league.
Classy lady at Cedar Creek. That would be the lovely Barbara Brown.
Yes, we’re finished with the fair and over Old Timers’ Day, and now it’s time for us to love to Love Madera.