PICAYUNE —
Son Adam called the other day from Nawth Caihlinuh, where gun deer season was about to open. Freshly back in the States from a couple’s tour of exotic places like Hawaii, he updated me on their travels, then switched the conversation to more familiar ground: hunting. “You’d have been real proud of yo’ little baby boy yesterday,” he proclaimed. “For the first time in 43 years, I changed the oil in something too large for me to pick up and turn upside down to drain the old oil out of.” I could hear him thumping his chest.
“Your four wheeler?” I guessed, and got an affirmative grunt. “Durn, how many years has it been since you changed it? You got it as you were about to leave for Nawth Caihlinuh nine years ago!”
“Nine years,” he nodded rather smugly, over 700 miles away.
“Of course, I’ve lost the manual, but it was just two bolts on the drain plug, and a couple more on the filter. They were really tough to get loose, but I put the old double whammy on it, and I remembered all the magic words you taught me when I was growing up, to fix things with.”
“Was Cynthia around?” I dropped my voice and looked to see was my own spouse close by.
This has never been a particularly mechanically-inclined family, going ‘way back. Big Robert I never recall with a wrench in his hand, although I’m sure he did work on farm equipment when Mr. Mac, our place mechanic, needed a hand. On hunting camp, however, he could do wonders up under our ’48 Jeep, “The Ghost,” by crawling up under it with a hatchet and a WWII bayonet about 18 inches long. He had a fine fixing vocabulary, and I knew well enough to stay out of the way. If Daddy needed help, Uncle Sam was always right there, and he had an engineering degree from Vanderbilt. He seldom needed tools, just fixing the problem with whatever fixing vocabulary they used to teach engineers in Nashville. Of course, he ran the cotton gin for his living, so I’m sure that knowledge was put to good use in that noisy place. Uncle Sam passed on and left running the cotton gin to his unmechanical nephew, who ran the place for 13 years and hated every minute therein. But our Gin Man, Vernon Skelton, could make a lint cleaner from a chandelier, two elephant ears, and five pounds of sheet iron, so I reckon Uncle Sam wasn’t broke down too much, nor was his nephew.
I never wished to be mechanical-minded, but if I had, I’d have wished to be like Big Dave Bradham, who just flat-out seemed to know everything about everything. From a fluttering propane space heater to a seemingly-unshootable 30/06 rifle to a badly-cut knee on a ten-year-old boy to even tuning a guitar and picking out “Red River Valley,” I never saw Big Dave stumped. Remind me to tell you sometime about the time when Little Dave, about three, was rocking over the fender of the car his Daddy was working on shirtless in the summer shade, asking every few minutes, “Is it tix, Daddy? Is it tix yet?” Until finally, Big Dave arose, wiped the sweat from his eyes, and declared, “Naw, David, it ain’t tix!”
My old classmate’s baby reply was priceless, but it ain’t exactly for family publications, even in baby talk. Sorry.
The moral of that incomplete story is, daddies, do not teach your sons the necessary vocabulary to fix stuff that you may have learned at Vanderbilt or Ole Miss or Harvard until they are old enough to understand the restrictions we as a proper society place on such vocabulary. Obviously there are other places where they will hear these words — a five-year-old kindergarten, I am learning now — but they will learn them soon enough, and can then be instructed in not using that type of fixing language. Of course, daddies, you ain’t got to fix with that word anyway.
“Anyway, Dad, thanks for teaching me how to fix stuff,” I heard from N.C.
“Glad you picked some things up along the way; happy hunting!” I replied.
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Not your mother’s Ladies’ Home Journal
By Rheta Grimsely Johnson/Syndicated columnist
I haven’t seen the Ladies’ Home Journal in about a million years, except maybe in the dentist’s office when I was trying to avoid a television permanently set on Fox News.
Somebody’s grandchild was selling magazines for a school project, and Ladies’ Home Journal was the only one on the list I recognized. Now it comes to the house.
Let’s just say: It’s not my mother’s Ladies’ Home Journal. This month, right behind a feature called “A Country of People Who Never Stop Eating” is one called “Nice Girls Do Get Tattoos.” -
Health care market needs oversight
By Gene Lyons/Syndicated columnist
Sometimes the best journalism explains what’s right under our noses. In Steven Brill’s exhaustive Time magazine cover article, “Bitter Pill: Why Medical Bills Are Killing Us,” it’s the staggeringly expensive, grotesquely inefficient and inhumane way Americans pay for medical care.
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VA’s appalling failures not recent
By Sid Salter/Syndicated columnist
While recent national press attention to ongoing problems at Mississippi’s G.V. (Sonny) Montgomery Veterans Administration Medical Center in Jackson is welcome and needed, the failures of the overall VA service apparatus in Mississippi are not recent problems.
In short, former U.S. Rep. Sonny Montgomery — Mississippi’s “Mr. Veteran” and author of the modern G.I. Bill that bears his name — must be spinning in his grave. There have been significant failures and poor service to veterans documented by state and local media since 2008. -
Dolley Madison politically savvy
By Cokie and Steven V. Roberts/Syndicated columnists
When Dolley Payne Madison became first lady in 1809, she instituted Wednesday evening gatherings at the White House where political rivals could meet and talk. They were called “squeezes” because so many people showed up and crowded the room. As Cokie wrote in her book “Ladies of Liberty": “All were welcome as long as they were appropriately dressed. And all went — skipping a Wednesday night might mean missing a vital piece of political information or being left out of a crucial deal.”
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Mississippi isn’t immune from national college tuition trends
By Sid Salter/Syndicated columnist
Higher education in Mississippi has not been immune from national trends cited in a recent Center on Budget and Policy Priorities report which concludes that over the last five years, the global economic downturn and a “no new taxes” political climate have increasingly shifted the burden of higher education finance to students and parents at a time when enrollment is increasing and the percentage of state support is decreasing. -
Right to vote not ‘racial entitlement
By Donna Brazile/Syndicated columnist
The Supreme Court heard oral arguments in the case of Shelby County v. Holder — a challenge to the Voting Rights Act of 1965, specifically Section 5, which requires states and localities with a history of voting discrimination against racial and language minorities to get “pre-approved” by the federal government before changing how elections are conducted or voters are registered. -
1st day of spring brings memories
By Wyatt Emmerich/Southside Sun
The first day of spring! My favorite month, April, is just around the corner. Now we just need one big gullywasher to get rid of the pine pollen.
Normally, spring gives me a strong sense of rebirth and renewal, but this spring I seem surrounded by moments crystallizing the passage of time.
It was a year ago, I walked up the porch to my mother’s home to box up her possessions following her funeral. -
Soaking up in tiger paw-shaped hot tub
By Rheta Grimsely Johnson/Syndicated columnist
No springtime ritual was better at Auburn than sitting on hard rocks at a nearby state park to let cold water rush over your feet. You wore cut-off blue jeans and Dr. Scholl’s sandals, the unofficial uniform for coeds in the 1970s, and when you left, you felt ready to tackle tests, term papers and blind dates.
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Medicaid or not, costs will be paid
By Sid Salter/Syndicated columnist
While the battle continues between state Republicans and other fiscal conservatives intent on focusing on the long-terms costs of Medicaid expansion under the Affordable Care Act and Democrats, health care advocates and state hospitals intent on focusing on the short-term benefits, the fact remains that one way or another, the costs of providing health care for the poor, the blind, the aged and the disabled will be paid by the taxpayers one way or another.
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Multiculturalism is not rational
By Thomas Sowell/Syndicated columnist
Among the many irrational ideas about racial and ethnic groups that have polarized societies over the centuries and around the world, few have been more irrational and counterproductive than the current dogmas of multiculturalism.
Intellectuals who imagine that they are helping racial or ethnic groups that lag behind by redefining their lags out of existence with multicultural rhetoric are in fact leading them into a blind alley. - More Columns Headlines
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