Color Him Father

Posted by on Jun 19, 2011 in dish | 0 comments This photo is courtesy of the Wayback Machine–Christmas, 1982 to be exact. I made my social debut at the Chester Assembly in the small South Carolina town where my Daddy grew up. That’s me with the handmade silk dress (thanks, Mama!), my graduation pearls, and my grandmother’s kid gloves. The handsome man on my arm is my father, John N. Gaston, III.There’s no denying I’m my father’s...
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Fixin’ the World

Posted by on Jun 12, 2011 in dish | 0 comments Tonight at dinner, mimi and her companions got an ugly reminder that there are some folks out there who just don’t get it. The three of us were enjoying some gorgeous Kentucky weather at a sidewalk table of a Louisville pub. Next to us were two nicely-dressed women about our age doing the same. Later in the evening, our server, a darling law student at the U of L, came to us with a puzzled face,...
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Dugout Wisdom

Posted by on May 14, 2011 in dish | 0 comments Nothing like a rain delay to get you to daydreaming. While infosnacking on the Interwebs today (okay, while avoiding writing a synopsis!), I came across this nugget from Hall of Fame pitcher Leroy “Satchel” Paige:“Never let the odds keep you from pursuing what you know in your heart you were meant to do.”Timely advice, considering I was letting odds and everything else keep me from pursuing this...
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Mother Lode

Posted by on May 8, 2011 in dish | 0 comments   There she is–Miss Carolyn, new mother of the first grandchild on both sides of the family. And there I am, all hair and bright eyes, bushy tail carefully concealed in a blanket. I posted this picture on Facebook and was astonished at how many people swore I looked just like my mother. The joke in our family is how much of a carbon copy of my Daddy I happen to be, so hearing from a...
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Mending Wall

Posted by on Apr 29, 2011 in dish | 0 comments One problem of living in the Sunshine State is the hellacious thunderstorms (go figure). We had a doozy last month–50 to 70 mph winds, crazy sideways rain, bend-over-and-kiss-your-butt-goodbye alarmist weather reports–and the long story short is that a tree between our house and the neighbor’s fell. Yep, creamed her new pool enclosure but good. It didn’t hit the main house, thank...
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