The things we do for love

I grew up in tobacco country. In fact, that noxious weed put me through college. My father and mother worked long years and retired from R.J. Reynolds Tobacco Co. My grandmother was a receptionist for more than 30 years at Whitaker Park, where cigarettes are manufactured and thousands of visitors come every year to see … Continue reading The things we do for love

By Christianity, we see everything else

In response to letters some of my writing students sent to the newspaper, a woman wrote, “Rev. Fox usually stays away from politics and writes about religion.” There are at least three things wrong with that statement. The first bone I have to pick is with the title “Rev. Fox.” I never use that title … Continue reading By Christianity, we see everything else

We are not called to the bench

When I was 13 years old and weighed about 95 pounds, I joined my junior high school football team. At one of the first practices where contact was involved, we got introduced to what the coach called “the meat grinder.” The name fit. Two boys lined up facing each other, 10 yards apart. On either … Continue reading We are not called to the bench

Do you know who you are?

My favorite place at the Myrtle Beach marathon was the pre-race expo, and especially the bumper stickers that were for sale. One said, “If you find me on the road, please drag me across the finish line.” Or, “If you can read this, I’m not in last place!” Or, “This IS my race pace.” The … Continue reading Do you know who you are?