JoBo68

“Like every parent OP will fold quickly”

That happens far too often and any parent understands how it can happen. But some things are worth demanding of the ones you love more than life itself. I’m not talking about any particular subject and I know nothing about Pokémon and other stuff like that.
Just a quick question hoping not to derail the thread…did anybody else have parents that would not fold on just about anything?

As we speak, I’m sitting in a hospital room with my 93 year old mother waiting for the dr to come around. A “get it done” kind of woman is coming up on the end of her road of life. She’s spiritually prepared. I owe her way more than I can pay and now my opportunities are slipping away.

We knew them as granny beads. They were rings of wet dirt (mud) in the creases around your neck. Right?

I discovered that smell of the Bogalusa paper mill when I was a kid and we’d drive to town for hair cuts or to buy groceries. I’d always roll the window down enough to get a whiff of it. Moved away from there in ‘75 so I only get to smell it on rare visits. But it still brings back memories.
I know this isn’t a nostalgia thread but it caused a little of it for me

Love reading these and remembering my papaw.
When I was a kid he’d be trying to get me to fix something around the house and I’d say “I don’t know how” and he’d say “well you won’t learn no younger”
When we played ball he’d say “run like you live”

A friend of mine used to go to Bigfoot conventions and sell Bigfoot repellent. 100% guaranteed. He trolled them with questions they tried to answer with ridiculous answers. Bigfoot can detect game cameras from far away and they shoot laser beams from their eyes to disable the cameras before they pass by.
My friend didn’t believe and neither do I

I recently had mine restored but not back to exact original. It now has a 350 Chevy engine. It still needs a few things I can do myself I just need to get it done.
I don’t know how to post a picture

I thought O was a hire of convenience but I admit I kinda liked the “geaux tigahs” after the halftime interview. I thought “tell the truth Monday” etc. sounded neat and he seemed to answer questions head-on. A new sound. But now it all sounds a bit childish and a big todo about nothing like ripping his shirt off on television.
Not sure what category all that puts me in but I am ready for a new direction

Hello my fellow central Mississippian. I’m looking forward to this cool front.
Spent a few days in the sweltering heat helping friends recover from the storm in Lake Charles. There seems to be a noticeable difference in the heat/humidity between here and there

Hey Kevin! So neat to see you on here and thanks so much for the kind words. Your church family was such a blessing and went way beyond even the highest expectations for us! Thanks again. See you around here or elsewhere bro

Yesterday I buried my 22 year old tiger fan. He was killed in a car wreck last Thursday morning on his way to work. Blake still lived at home with plans to marry his girlfriend after she graduates from nursing school in a couple of years. He had it all planned out, but God had other plans. I trust Him, with questions, but no accusations.
Blake loved the tigers and we enjoyed this past year together. We don’t watch television, but we listened to every game together and talked about them until the next game day. Jamar Chase was his favorite player. He graduated from Mississippi State but, he went in a tiger and came out a tiger! It’s pretty cool knowing his last year was his best year yet and the tigers’ best year yet.
I don’t post here, but I read almost every day. I’d like to say, I’ve read many posts similar to this one with tears in my eyes and a smile on my face because of stories about people I don’t even know. But I didn’t respond with words of comfort. Today I know how important those words would have been to somebody, even a stranger, whose only connection to me was a college sports program. I now pledge to be a better, more compassionate person toward those in similar need. I want to be that friend in need and in deed.
Btw Blake was dressed up in his favorite suit and tie like he was going to church or the only other more important place, but a few of us knew he was wearing his purple and gold tiger socks. Another tiger gone...but not forgotten.
Thank you, Rant, for letting me share a little about Blake today. It seems to help ??

Update...I can never reply to everyone that has spoken to us today. Please know that your words, no matter how few, have been such a blessing to us. My wife, daughter and Blake’s girlfriend have been reading these comments with a smile on their faces and tears on their cheeks. Thank you, thank you, thank you! Blake’s girlfriend went back to work today in Pensacola and one of her students got off the bus with an LSU jacket on! I got a “GEAUX TIGERS” out of a Florida girl today!