Archive: November 2014
Ernest Tubb Collectible - song on a placemat

The Downtowner Placemat In March, 1975 several members of the Cripps and Bishop family were having breakfast at the Downtowner Inn in Jackson, Mississippi. Shortly after we arrived a tall fella, with an even taller cowboy hat, came in and sat down a short distance from us. He kept staring over toward our table and finally he got up, walked

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Moving Up A Teat

I Am An Agrarian As John Crowe Ransom wrote in 1930, “It is out of fashion in these days to look backward rather than forward. About the only American given to it is some unreconstructed Southerner, who persists in his regard for a certain terrain, a certain history, and a certain inherited way of living.” It is a matter of

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John Cripps chooses music over baseball

Being a Southerner, sports was always important. But in the land of football, baseball was my first love. My dad’s job kept us moving when I was young. Though I never even played Little League, I dreamed of being a major league baseball player. Above all I wanted to pitch. It never came to pass because I got derailed at

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John Cripps Biscuits Like Grandma's

GRANDMA-STYLE BISCUITS Over the years I have received numerous requests for my biscuit recipe. The art of true biscuit making is disappearing. That perfect combination of soft flaky insides with a nice golden top and bottom crust has been replaced by hockey pucks. So many of us were fortunate to have a mother or grandmother who knew the art of

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Stonewall Jackson - The Southern Tradition of Leadership

INTRODUCTION I have learned much during the years I have labored under the banner of various political and cultural organizations. I have experienced times of great joy, and times of great sadness. I have seen great victories, and I have witnessed many missed opportunities. I have had the privilege of working with some of the most tireless, devoted, passionate patriots

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This man is a liar

Another unnumbered chapter in my autobiography: Time to Fess Up…I am a liar! There comes a time in life when a man just has to fess up and tell the truth. I admit it…I lied to my children, and I did so for several years. What’s worse is the lack of any regret! It all started when my son Nathaniel

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Jack Bruce & The Crown Prince - Squirrel in tree

Jack Bruce & The Crown Prince I don’t know why I’ve always been fascinated by squirrels. After all, they are basically rats with bushy tails. They may look cute in a country setting perched atop a fence post gnawing on acorns, but they can be major pests in the city as they take residence in your attic. I have experienced

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