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My friend Debbie told me a story about her father that warmed my heart and stopped me cold. Here’s the basic story as she related it:My father grew up in a home where his father was an alcoholic and he had to quit school to provide for his family because his dad drank most of what he earned.

Podcasts available at Coffeetimecolumn.com Send any responses to: andybowman839@gmail.comSaw a quote recently that needs to be read by more people: “There are only two decent places for dirty laundry; the clothes hamper and the washing machine.” Very accurate.

Jim Priest is CEO of Goodwill Industries of Central Oklahoma and can be reached at jpriest@okgoodwill.org.Some years ago my wife bought a little book to send her mother for Mother’s Day. It was simply entitled “Thanks, Mom”.

Send any responses to: andybowman839@gmail.com“SOME PEOPLE JUST HAVEN’T LEARNED WHEN TO LET GO THE ROPE”Two young boys were growing up on their parents’ small farm. This meant that raising show-worthy pigs and calves for livestock shows was a normal thing in life to them.

Lately we have all watched in wonder and some distress as Russia’s Putin announced that he was going to invade the Republic of Ukraine. Reasons given were sort of vague. President Putin said he was going in there and get rid of the Nazi’s that he said had taken over the country.

I turned another year older St. Patrick’s Day. It seems that the older I get the more I enjoy it. One of my favorite pastors, Chuck Swindell once said, “there is something grand about old things that are still in good shape.” I agree.

Editor’s note:This column first appeared in the April 2006 AFA Journal.September 2021 – My email address is public so, as you can imagine, I get plenty. Mostly just advertisements for Mexican banks, Canadian drugs, or items of an extremely personal nature. Extremely personal.

One of the more popular expressions knocked around by people in my age group (OLD!!) is “used to be.”That is certainly true of our mothers, past and present.

In a few weeks baseball’s Spring Training is supposed to start. There’s a labor dispute that may prevent that but, regardless, in February my mind turns to baseball. It’s in my DNA .Not because I played it well but because baseball appeals to me.

Sometimes you just can’t win. I remember long ago when I was in the Navy. We had just completed a port call in Yokosuka, Japan. Its duration was two weeks but the first day we pulled out I saw this real long line of sailors on the hanger deck.