June 26, 2015 Brandt and I were flying to New York City to celebrate the 30th anniversary of 42nd Street. We had a connection at Reagan and were on the tarmac ready to take off when the pilot announced traffic was halted as often happens in DC. I turned my phone back on, opened Facebook…
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Christmas…Grandmaw and Auntie
Grandmaw….When I came along Martha America Mayo Pierce was seventy years old. She lost two children in at birth but raised two daughters and six sons. She sent three sons to World War II and suffered through only two coming home. The remains of Lawrence Candler Pierce lie somewhere in Normandy as a result of…
Where it all Began…
Well, September 25, 1959 is WHEN it began and this photo is December of 1959. From the expression on Dad’s face I suppose one might surmise I was a much loved Christmas present. I loved him back for the next almost 40 years. Where my story began and the foundation for TimMagic was laid was…
09.25.1959
Now, where were we? It seems it’s been birth month starting with a FABULOUS dinner by Kirk Whiteside in Helena, AR. Well, actually…I suppose it started 63 years ago with Quindel and Fay. So many people prefer to ignore birthdays but it’s my favorite time of year. You know, if we stop having birthdays…The End!…
Eggcellent!!!
When a neighbor brings you quail eggs…
Legally and Lovingly Married!!!
Those that saw my last post recall I was in California this week. Malibu has to be in the top ten most beautiful spots in the USA. After some issues with the initial home rental I found this one and it proved to be much more than we would’ve ever hoped for. Here’s the house…
…end of summer
While I certainly still the feel the heat and humidity of summer on the farm in Mississippi my summer activities ended this weekend in Indianapolis, IN. Again, many have asked where I’ve been and complained about the lack of communication. I understand why my cousin at Bake or Break made blogging into a career. I find…
Scenes of Summer
When last we spoke it was the Fourth of July and we were in East Tennessee. I can’t believe I’ve been away from you so long. Moreover, I get tired thinking about what I’ve done in between posts. I didn’t realize I was so busy until I was telling a friend why I couldn’t take…
From the Mountains…
American themed songs often mention mountains as in purple mountain majesty and from the mountains to the prairie. Thus, it’s only fitting to celebrate our nations birthday back in the mountains of East Tennessee…our new second home. The March 30 post Good Friday, Food and Friends gave you a glimpse into why we would make…
This Solitary Life
I know two weeks is too long to be away. I feel certain you have been sitting staring at your monitor the whole time. Now, you have to clear your schedule because this will be the longest post in history. However, you’re about to see my life in a two-week retrospective. I’ll begin with the…
The House Was Lovely 