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Odie and Zoe -OR- (Sing with me!) Love is a Many Splendored Thing

A Lover, Not a Fighter Dear Friends, I hope everyone had a wonderful Easter holiday. As usual, it is Feast Day at Mimi’s house. So, Martha and I hosted a family dinner for about fourteen people. At one time, I thought that was an awful lot of people coming to your house. Not so anymore. Martha is a master at this. She’s amazing. It’s hectic, but everything comes out together, just in time. I’m sure none of you have done this, but I stopped my diet for one day to sample all the desserts. It...

Edinburgh Dear Friends, Recently, I posted about our trip around the British Isles. I want to tell you about a shore excursion, which almost didn't happen. Our first port of call was Edinburgh. Edinburgh is the capital of Scotland and a beautiful city. Before our trip, I argued with folks that it was pronounced like 'Edinburg.' Considering the spelling and that we were in an English-speaking country, I thought it was pretty clear. My wife said it was actually pronounced like 'Edin-borough.' A...

The Boys in the Band Dear Friends, Today, I’ve been inspired to talk about something I have often thought about but never felt the right context for a written piece. It’s about the band I played in during college, and we called it Suntower. I was a member of Suntower for only about a year and a half (there were three, maybe four versions of the band before it ran its course). I was a founding or charter member, along with Bob Barnett, Steve Steele, David George, David Heck, and Markham White....

About Dad... Dear Friends, I hope all has been well for you guys these last two weeks. I’ve been thinking a lot about my dad lately and some of the things he taught me. He left us too early (in 1971), but the memories and the lessons persist to this day — fifty-three years later. For those of you who never met my dad, I'd like to paint a quick picture so you’ll understand who he was. He was born Marcus Bernard Megahee on November 16th, 1923, in Coolidge, GA (population approximately 500 if...

Eiffel Tower Magic Dear Friends, A few newsletters ago, I told you about being mistaken for the President of Croatia. That event was by far NOT the most important event of the trip...though it might have been the funniest. Isn't it weird that we had to go to Paris to meet our best friends? In 2018, we took a Viking River Cruise, specifically the trip "Paris to the Alps." On the second day, we took a bus tour, including a stop at the Eiffel Tower. Martha and I left the bus to get a couple of...

Okay, That's Not Right. Dear Friends, I hope everyone is having a great week. This past Memorial Day Weekend was a lot of fun. We celebrated our daughter-in-law's birthday (Liz, Matt's wife) and spent quality time chasing after our step-grandson Rex (son of Charlie and Mallie Scott). Rex is three years old and extremely precocious. He's a remarkably good conversationalist. He's memorized most of his bedtime stories and flirted furiously with our server at dinner. I wonder if some of you have...

Croatian Surprise Dear Friends, I was searching through old photos the other day, and I found two that reminded me of a strange and funny occurrence. Martha and I traveled with friends on a Viking Ocean cruise. We started in Barcelona, Spain, and went east along the Mediterranean shoreline, past France and Italy, then popped across the Adriatic Sea to Greece and Croatia, then back across the Adriatic Sea to end the cruise in Venice. One of our ports of call in Croatia was the lovely city of...