Christmas is coming fast but try to slow down. Before you know it Christmas will be over.
Most of us live our lives in a hurry. We hurry to finish school, hurry through meals, hurry through the work week and hurry into retirement. In a twinkle of an eye we have hurried through our lives.
The clock cannot be reset.
I have had the opportunity to live in several different communities and it is always neat to see how a neighborhood or town celebrates Christmas.
The holidays are all about tradition and often locals don’t see those time-honored events for what they really mean to the community.
Clarksdale is no different.
My career has prompted me to move around this great country and Sara and I have gotten pretty good at moving, making new friends, taking in new sights and enjoying new people and cultures.
This move to the Mississippi Delta has not been that different.
They say the two most read sections of a newspaper are the Letters to the Editor and the obituaries.
Let me say I would rather have you in our Letters to the Editor than our obituaries.
And this week we have a wide selection of letters from people voicing their concerns on issues in your community.
I would love it at my house if just once a year, Sara the boys and I sat down and hammered out a budget. We’d work on it for a month with each of my boys coming before Momma and me seeking funds for food, clothing, rent and -- of course -- transportation and leisure.
It was on that dark stretch of rural road, hemmed in between stands of towering oaks and deserted railroad cars between Clarksdale and Lyon where I came upon him one recent Tuesday evening.
When I accepted the role of general manger of Clarksdale Public Utilities last September, I fully understood the challenges ahead and the responsibilities entrusted to me on behalf of the people of Clarksdale.
Shortly after the 2016 Presidential Election, I wrote a column expressing my discontent for the Electoral College.