The following is my column from today's issue of The Tennessean, and it is reprinted with the permission of the Tennessee USA Today Network.
Between partisan fights and filibusters, bills face previously unimaginable roadblocks to becoming laws on the state and federal levels.
In 1961, when I was 9 years old, I built a spaceship. It was made of cardboard, and it sat on a launching pad in the driveway in front of my house. My mother and father parked on the street in front of our house for several days before the scheduled launch so as to avoid running over my space craft.
I am a news junkie. I read five newspapers each morning, not from cover to cover, but from screen to screen.
My favorite time of the week is early Sunday morning. I get the big thick Sunday newspaper (that’s a news Paper, not a news screen!), crawl in it, and read my way out of it!
This is from my book, Daddies: An Endangered Species. It was published back in 1996 and dedicated to my father. Dad passed away in 2013. As we approach Father’s Day, 2021, these words I wrote a quarter century ago remain a tribute to him and to all wonderful fathers.
In these increasingly uncivil times, let's preserve civility by greeting one another, and even strangers, by asking, "How ya doing?" and quickly adding, "Bless your heart!"