I'm the proud owner of two Beagles, Atticus and Scout Haltom, who are obviously named after my two favorite characters from my all-time favorite novel, To Kill A Mockingbird.
When I was a boy growing up in the 1960s, there was a man who came to my house during dinner time each night to tell my mother and father and me what was going on in the world.
His name was Walter Cronkite.
It is the first week of the new year, and I’m fighting a losing battle to keep my New Year’s resolutions.
A wise man once said that a New Year’s resolution is something that goes in one year and out the other.
Late tonight, over a million people will be packed like sardines in New York City’s Time Square. Millions more will gather in other venues across the country including nightclubs, restaurants, bars, and homes.
On Christmas Eve, my family and I always attend services at our church, Calvary Episcopal in Downtown Memphis. I am a Baptist in residence at Calvary. I love the Episcopal liturgy, but sometimes I do wish the choir would sing "Just As I Am" as we walk down the aisle to take Communion. You can take the boy out of the Baptist Church, but you can’t take the Baptist Church out of the boy.