Ken's e-Pistle October 4, 2023 Miss Vicki has a thing about snakes: she hates them. All manner and models of legless reptiles fall into her category of contempt. I have told her on countless occasions that God created snakes and pronounced them good at the moment of creation. In her heart-of-hearts she harbors the [...]
Ken's e-Pistle September 27, 2023 Whenever the weather becomes a bit cooler I think of my sainted father. He was a mortgage banker by trade but a Master Gardener by affection. His backyard was a showpiece, actually once featured in Southern Living, and his front yard was immaculate. Before I left for college I [...]
Ken's e-Pistle September 20, 2023 I’m not quite sure how it happened but, somehow, I ended up on the Critical List of my high school graduating class. To my way of thinking, this is a peculiar honor reserved for the most sophisticated, cosmopolitan and intelligent of us. The way you get on this list [...]
Ken's e-Pistle September 13, 2023 As I write this missive, it is September 11, 2023. Twenty-two years ago, almost to the very moment, the United States suffered the most devastating attack of terror since the assault on Pearl Harbor. In all, almost three thousand souls were lost; a down-payment on the thousands who would [...]
Ken's e-Pistle September 6, 2023 One of my quasi-dear friends came to visit last week. Whenever he comes, our peaceable household is upset by his energy, enthusiasm, and blood-curdling solutions to the world’s problems. My dogs love everybody but when he comes through the door, they retreat to unknown quarters and emerge only when [...]
