No matter where we roam there’s no place like home. This week we will get to spend a few hours in the place I called home every Saturday from about 1957 – 1965. It was called the Ritz Theatre in West Point, Mississippi, and it still is.
Killing time before the BIG GAMEs today and sporting a killer yearning for Margaret Ann’s Tomato Basil Soup (which is included in our new book “Love, Laughter & Losing My Keys”, I began to tinker with the recipe.
I rarely follow a recipe – always trying to make it better or revolutionary. Well, this time it worked and for breakfast I had a bowl or two, or three. I’ll have three more before the game.
Cell phones have finally replaced old Ma Bell’s home style clunkers and even this dinosaur has finally ditched her landline in favor of a smart phone (which is way smarter than its operator.)
As long as I can remember I have been searching for something just beyond my grasp. If I had a good hair day, I wanted a great hair day. If my bathroom floor was shiny and clean, I wanted it to be made of marble.
Several Texas friends visited this weekend while attending the Mississippi State – Texas A & M football game. How sweet it was!
They were all very good sports – especially Kim (center) and her husband David who are rabid Aggies. At right my fellow West Pointer Emily Bedford Schepens and her husband Jim and classmate Al Sage and Tinker Lautar savored the day of conquest together. I would put right up there with the end of prohibition!. Best of all, the out of staters get to return to Texas and Tennessee supremely proud to be native Mississippians and MSU or Ole Miss alums.