Rick Watson

3 days 1 hour ago
My wife Jilda wrote a poignant blog post about training wheels this week. Her blog, entitled Transformation Information, is about embracing life changes. The inspiration for her entry was when our great nephew Jordan learned to ride a bicycle without training wheels. The sheer joy on his face with those first few feet of freedom made my heart...
3 days 19 hours ago
Late one evening last February, my wife Jilda and I heard scratching at the front door. We both looked up from our reading to listen. “There it is again,” Jilda said. The watch on my wrist showed 9:30 p.m. Stepping to the windows by the door, I flipped the porch light on and looked out. Nothing.  The outside thermometer read...
4 days 2 hours ago
Editor’s note: The Star-Herald proofreader Beverly Casteel caught the error Rick Watson is writing about this week. The error he spotted in his column last week was in another newspaper.   I hope my high school English teacher did not read last week’s column. If she did, I can expect her to “slap me nakid and hide my...
5 days 2 hours ago
A few years ago when our niece Samantha accompanied Jilda and me to San Francisco, she made a profound observation about air travel that I have never forgotten.  She had spent the night before the early-morning flight in our spare bedroom, and she dolled up for the flight. It was her first time to fly, and we could hear the excitement in...
4 weeks 3 days ago
Looking back, some of the best times of my life were near the ocean. In the late sixties when Jilda and I first started dating, it was Panama City, Florida. But through the years, we cast our nets wider, in America and abroad. In 1980, I was in Mobile with MaBell putting that city back together after Hurricane Fredrick. Jilda joined me and we...
4 weeks 3 days ago
The inspiration for my columns comes from different places.  Sometimes it comes while flipping through grainy photographs from my distant past or listening to the lyrics of songs that have touched the heart at some point in my life. The idea for this column came as I read in Paul Zollo’s book, Songwriters on Songwriting.  The...
4 weeks 3 days ago
My grandmother used to tell me of life in the south before electricity and modern conveniences. They kept some of their food in a well in summer to keep it cold. We could have used a well this week. As always, there is a story behind it. I like my coffee lawsuit hot…so hot that it removes a layer of enamel from my teeth and takes the...
7 weeks 5 days ago
We had an early appointment today for Jilda’s last treatment of the year. I stood by the kitchen counter tapping my foot as the coffee pot dripped, as if my impatience would make it drip faster. It did not.  The chickens were still on the roost when I slipped in to pour some scratch feed into their troughs, freshen up their water...
8 weeks 5 days ago
Teachers and mothers of young children will snort with laughter when they read this. But I am an uncle who only babysits occasionally, so I guess the following was an easy trap in which to fall. It was the Friday before Christmas and the kids got out of school early. My niece asked if we would consider keeping our six-year-old great nephew...
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