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It didn't seem possible when my aunt Ruth Ann Patterson told us that she only had a few months to live - at best.
She had always been healthy. She ate healthy food, stayed active, never smoked and I never saw her drink any alcohol.
I rested my top lip against the wood grain of the dining room chair.
Sitting in the chair, turned backwards, up against the kitchen counter, I kept my eyes glued to the magic happening across the linoleum surface.
Paw Paw’s eyes canvased over the work that I had done. Carefully holding a paper towel, I cleaned a few smudges that I had missed.
It wasn’t the first time Paw Paw let me paint his fingernails. He was a regular client of my bedroom hair salon.
Now that there are three serious candidates in the Mississippi governor’s race, I wonder what the main campaign issues will be.
Who’s going to come up with a gimmick that catches the imagination of the voting public?
I was talking with some high school students recently, and one asked me what I had learned in my long life that I could pass on to his generation. Without hesitation I replied, “There is no such thing as a free lunch. Someone always pays.”