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Tuesday, January 12 2010 04:17 pm |
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 As Uncle Hugh used to say, “If folks ever really knew what they were doing, Adam would have shot himself.” And so we arrive upon a new year. Which, as I have previously noted in this space, means precisely nothing, other than that we have passed an arbitrary denotation of time devised when Italians were ambitious.
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Wednesday, December 16 2009 10:06 pm |
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As Uncle Hugh used to say, “The only thing stupider than a chicken is two chickens. So if smarts mean survival, how come we still have enough chicken to feed all the preachers in Texas every Sunday?” |
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Saturday, December 05 2009 11:38 pm |
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As Uncle Hugh used to say, “Whoever said, ‘There’s no fool like an old fool!’ never had children.” So, the Students for a Democratic Society is back and battling high tuition. If we ever left. |
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Friday, November 20 2009 02:30 am |
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As Uncle Hugh used to say, “I don’t know whether death and taxes are both certain. I ain’t died yet.” |
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Wednesday, November 04 2009 07:47 pm |
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It’s Halloween again, and having borrowed my headline from Kipling, I shall now borrow this column from myself. I wrote it a dozen years ago, and it seems to have lost none of its popularity. One can hardly lose what he does not possess. |
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Wednesday, December 23 2009 04:29 pm |
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This column began about three decades ago. I began working on it in 1985. I’m still not sure I’ve got it right, but it is my Christmas present to you, as it once was to me. |
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Wednesday, December 09 2009 09:18 pm |
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As Uncle Hugh used to say, “Civilized people stay out of all the best places.” |
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Monday, November 30 2009 04:21 am |
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As Uncle Hugh used to say, “More folks know the town drunk than the mayor.” |
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Tuesday, November 10 2009 08:50 pm |
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(Editor’s note: This column was written almost 30 years ago as a Veterans Day remembrance of a man who had been a soldier. The story is true, as nearly as my imperfect memory can regenerate it. I have tried to recall this tale again in an effort to remember the spirit of a man who fervently believed that we have forgotten too much.) I don’t think it was November. It was early fall, a little cooler than usual as the arctic edged south a bit, its first hint of seasonal death hanging in the air like the omnipresent drizzle stripping the hardwoods of their first brown leafy sacrifices to the approaching god of winter. |
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Written by Don M. Fisher
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Thursday, October 29 2009 04:01 pm |
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As Uncle Hugh used to say, “Thinkin’ is the cheapest way to travel.” |
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