Shellie Rushing Tomlinson
Hey friends--time for a porch break. Yes, it's been a whole
week since our last visit. I can't believe it either.
What's happening at your place? Chances are, if you're reading
this from the South, a strange phenomenon is about to overtake
the men in your home. Maybe it already has...
The symptons will come on with very little warning. One day
they'll be talking about football and harvesting their crops
and then--wham!
Their eyes will glass over and they'll begin to stockpile
ammunition. Closets and dresser drawers will be upended in an
effort to dig out everything camo they've ever owned. Of course,
whatever they find will be insufficient, forcing them to trek to
the nearest hunting store for supplies.
But, wait, there's an upside! Your men will begin to read
more--(hunting magazines). They might even help decorate the
house--(duck decoys, deer calls and Cabella boxes will
be strewn around carefully for that ecletic look).
My tongue is getting sore, so I'll pull it out of my cheek
and get on with the emag. But before I go, my husband wants
everyone to know there is still time to rent a duck blind on
our family farm. You can email Phil for more info,
tomtom@bayou.com. Also, don't forget, there are some great
hunting and fishing gifts for the outdoorsmen at my online
store, http://www.allthingssouthern.com. Check them out today.
It's a wonderful time of year. Enjoy it!
Hugs,
Shellie
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"Chuckles"
Did you hear the one about the Yankee relative who came down
south for a visit? Seems he had a bad experience at the local
church.
After the service the pastor stood at the door of the church
to shake hands with the congregation.
"Mercy!" he exclaimed, as he saw their visitor. "What happened?
I don't remember your having those black eyes when you came in."
The Yankee hesitated before answering, "It's kind of embarrassing.
You remember the large lady that stood in front of me during the
song service? Well, I noticed her dress was wedged, so I thought
I would be helpful, and I reached to pull it out. That's when she
decked me in the right eye."
"I'm so sorry," the pastor said sympathetically, "That explains
a lot. But what happened to your other eye?"
"Well, she was so angry I thought I should put it back in."
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"A Taste of the South"
Few desserts say southern cooking like a good cobbler. Here
is a quickie version. It's simple to stir up and the
ingredients are easy to keep on hand. I like to put it in
the oven just as we sit down to eat supper.
"EASY PEACH COBBLER"
•1 cup sugar
•1 cup flour
•1 cup milk
•1 stick butter
•1 large can peaches
Cut butter into pats and scatter in your baking pan. Mix flour
and sugar, add milk, blend well and pour over butter. Add
drained peaches. Bake at 350` until top crust is bubbly and
brown, (about thirty to forty-five minutes). Best served piping
hot with vanilla ice cream.
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"Spotlight on the South"
Rick Bragg's "Somebody Told Me"
http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0375725520/allthingssout-20
If you're looking for an easy but unforgettable read, I offer
this unforgettable collection of newspaper stories by Pulitzer
Prize writer, Rick Bragg. William Morris says, "Rick Bragg's
stories help tell us who we are as Southerners and Americans."
The people Rick Bragg introduced to me in "Somebody Told Me"
have all taken permanent residence in my memory. Dirty Red
still comes to me at odd times and forces me to wonder how
old he is now, and what he is doing and if he has recovered
from being accused of molesting a seven year old girl with
a stick when he was only six himself--to wonder how it felt
to be taken away as a child, photographed, fingerprinted and
charged with something you don't understand, while knowing it
must be horrible.
I miss Dirty Red. I still wish I could help him. Though the
charges against this little boy didn't stick, the stigma of
his accusation did. Dirty Red's nickname didn't come from
the sexual molestation charge; that tag came from the tint
of his skin at birth. But the meaning behind the moniker
changed as surely as the little boy who had his childhood
stolen and never returned. Because the police didn't come
back and say he was innocent, because they didn't make a
scene when it was over, like the one they made when they took
him away; the neighborhood still sees him as a molester, a
pervert.
When Rick introduced me to Dirty Red, he was a sad, introverted
little boy who didn't play outside anymore because of his
judges' taunts, a little boy that stayed close to his mom
rather than risk the punches and kicks of other children and
the harsh stares of their parents. Mr. Bragg's story left
Dirty Red on the porch of an apartment complex in Fort
Lauderdale, Florida--and in my heart, forever. And then Mr.
Bragg repeated that feat over and over again, with different
people in different places until the last page had been read
and the people he introduced were gone, and I was left with
their memories.
~Shellie
Click on the following link to order "Somebody Told Me":
http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0375725520/allthingssout-20
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"It's Been Said..."
"The man who doesn't read good books has no advantage over the
man who can't read them."
--Mark Twain
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"Southern Comfort"
TWISTED TOLERANCE
As Americans, and especially as Christians, we are being called
to tolerance. I'm ready to answer that call--but only when it
is the true call of tolerance.
There was a time when tolerance meant being able to have a
reasonable discussion or conversation with someone who didn't
believe the same way you believe. The old tolerance said someone
was right and someone was wrong and the parties agreed to
disagree. But our culture has twisted the meaning of tolerance.
Today, tolerance says there is no right or wrong; in the
spiritual arena that means the speech police expect us to agree
that all religions are the same and praying to any god is as
good as praying to THE GOD.
My Christian faith demands that I respect another's beliefs
without malice and hate. Today's tolerance says that is not
enough. To make the world a safer place, the culture says I
should not say that there is only one God and one way to
salvation. I am told to relinquish this message for the greater
good. If I comply with this twisted call to tolerance, am I not
dooming the people who don't believe by the very tolerance I'm
offering as protection?
~Shellie
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"Southern Exchange"
A Louisiana reader sends in the following link. You've got
to see it to believe it.
~Shellie
"Limited Edition Memorial Flag Poster to Benefit the Fallen
FireFighters Fund in New York City"
http://www.memorialflag.com
One of the most breathtaking poster prints you will ever
find, this poster of our great American Flag is made up of
close to 1,000 micro-images of the events that occurred on
September 11, 2001 in New York, Washington D.C., and
Pennsylvania. At the bottom of this amazing print is the
powerful statement, "United We Stand".
Most importantly, 50% of the purchase price goes directly to
The Fallen Firefighters Fund in New York City to help the
families of those who lost their lives helping others during
this tragic event. The cost for this Limited Edition Print of
The Memorial Flag is $20.00, and shipping is only $5.00 for as
many posters as you order. The Fallen Firefighters Fund
receives $10.00 for every poster purchased.
http://www.memorialflag.com
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It's here! My memoir, "LESSONS LEARNED ON BULL RUN ROAD"
is available at http://www.allthingssouthern.com/books.html
Won't you visit the site and check out the FREE sample
chapter? (If you don't want to use your credit card, you
can snailmail, email of fax the printable order form!)
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WHAT SOUTHERN MOMS TELL THEIR DAUGHTERS...
About marriage: "You should marry for love and not for money.
But if you're gonna marry for money--make darn sure he's got
some!" Do you remember your southern mom's advice about love,
marriage, relationships and life in general? Then join the
fun; this project is exploding! Write me at
tomtom@allthingssouthern.com to have your mom's advice
memorialized in my new book: WHAT SOUTHERN MOMS TELL THEIR
DAUGHTERS...
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