Category Archives: Moonpie Mikeisms

Arguing With A Six Year-Old Boy Next To A Bait Shop

He stood about three feet tall and weighed no more than 30 pounds. An infection of freckles splatters his face and a gapped haircut rode his semi-red locks. He held a dead wiggler in one hand and a bag of … Continue reading

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Peanuts in Coca Cola

“I see what you’re doing there,” she said. “That’s the old way of drinking a Coca-Cola.” Ginny was pushing 90 when I met her down in Arkansas in 1990. She is buried in the dappled shade under a big magnolia … Continue reading

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On the Bourbon Trail With Steve and Paul Beam

Last week I was in Kentucky, just outside Louisville, heading towards Lebanon and the heart of Bourbon Country. If you’ve ever had a fine glass of whiskey, it probably came from the hills around here. The Bourbon Trail is a … Continue reading

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Heaven and Helen

“In the summertime when the weather is high, you can chase right up and touch the sky.” Life has a strange way of treating beautiful people sometimes. “I was a beauty queen back in the day,” she said. “I traded … Continue reading

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Supporting Our Troops

I must have put 100,000 miles on my old truck last year, going all over the place, meeting people, hearing stories, telling stories and generally trying to appear employed. Now and then, however, all I have to do is open … Continue reading

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Riding with Elizabeth Campbell

Unlike many of the people I hang out with on a regular basis, Elizabeth Campbell is one of the nicest, well-mannered young Southern women you’ll ever meet. She is also the 5th generation of Campbells to run the Chattanooga Bakery, and therefore has … Continue reading

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Riding the Waterpole

Harborfest happens every year at the edge of the Elizabeth River in Norfolk, Virginia. It comes standard with a nice view of Portsmouth just across the water and old school sailing ships and new school yachts snugging the bobbing bleached … Continue reading

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MoonPie Saved My Marriage

A while ago, I was in the airport in Atlanta, like most every other human in the America that day, and I stopped to get a sandwich. Next to me was an older woman, alone, eating and flying who-knows-where. So … Continue reading

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Camping with Cows

When I was a kid, my cousins and I used to camp out in my uncle’s cow pasture. Our tent was no fancy Coleman job like you see today. It was a tarp normally used to cover firewood. A couple … Continue reading

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Swamp Peppers

The porch to his house was hung heavy with peppers, all kinds of peppers. So many peppers I could smell them as I drove up from the long, crooked road through the swamp, back around a bayou and next to … Continue reading

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