The Great American Road Trip
The early hours of morning always came too soon after bedtime. I can remember my mother would shake me awake …
Author Archives: J. M. Brewer
Pomp and Circumstance
One of the many meanings of the word “Commencement” is “to begin” and this particular day marked both an ending …
What We Take For Granted
I had a dream recently that I was on a family vacation, at a family gathering, and I heard my …
The Divided Path
What do you do when your Church is heading for divorce? I don’t mean my local church, which is still, …
That Was The Week That Was
This week while doing some background research on our historic County Courthouse, I came across an issue of the local …
Two Good Men
Over the past few weeks, two special people who I have known for as long as I can remember have …
Reviving at Camp Meeting
When the heat of summer blends with the sweet sounds of old hymns sung by the faithful to the beat …
When In Our Music God Is Glorified
Cheryl Hildebrand, the fount of knowledge for local writers and my former high school English/Yearbook/Journalism teacher is always encouraging me …
Cool Places: Ponce City Market
I was born in Atlanta. Like the fictional character Prissy from “Gone With The Wind”, our small community hospital had …
Father Of A Teenage Son
It has been 3 years since I wrote a post about my son, on the day of his 10th birthday, …
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