Today is officially the first day of autumn and I expect summer to be “packed-up and moved-out”.

The sun was having its effect; the tops of my feet were beginning to turn pink. Flip-flops are a poor choice in UV protection.

Boy, do I have a new appreciation for oxygen. Yes, “O2”; that invisible stuff that keeps us alive.

An acquaintance of mine grew up in northwestern Forsyth County back in the 1950s. He knows I love fishing; he also knows I love Lake Lanier and pride myself on possessing a wealth of Lake Lanier “trivia” knowledge.

“Urban myth” is defined by the Cambridge Dictionary as: a story or statement that is not true but is often repeated and believed by many to be true.

I left the influences of the Midwest in 1974 and headed south, never to return.

It has been tougher, much tougher, than I would have imagined

Why is learning to share such a problem? Did I not learn that sharing is a good thing way back in the days of the Mickey Mouse Club and Romper Room?