Bourbon is a hot commodity these days. Folks are spending small fortunes for certain brands and investing in others – such as Pappy Van Winkle. Bourbon aficionados are taking tours and tasting their way across Kentucky to find that special bourbon. That reminds me of a story my Daddy told me about the “perfect bourbon.” A man gave one of his employees a bottle of bourbon for Christmas and … [Read more...]

Every morning when I get out of the shower, I remember Daddy’s advice. “Before drying off with a towel, use your hands and whisk most of the water off your skin, then use your towel.” Daddy was a Lieutenant on a Cruiser ship in the South Pacific in World War II. Towels had a hard time drying in the steamy depths of a ship, so the more water you could remove with your hands, the less the towel … [Read more...]

  The things my Daddy told me over the years that stand out were not long dissertations or speeches. They were short and sweet pearls of wisdom gleaned from experience. Like this: “Bird dogs always hunt best by themselves. When they hunt with other dogs, they get too competitive.”   We always had a pen full of bird dogs and sometimes we turned them all loose, and often one … [Read more...]

  Almost every day, I remember something that my Daddy told me. Pearls of wisdom if you will. I’ll share this one.   “Son, you better learn to cook because some day you may marry a woman who doesn’t know how.”   As usual, he was right, and that’s good advice. … [Read more...]