Billy BlackmaninThe Southern VoiceCome On HomeHe sways as he tells stale stories of how he once vanquish bulls and rode flying broncs. But now his old broken bones force him to ride…1d ago1d ago
Billy BlackmaninThe Southern VoiceThe Foot WashersMy feet were clean enough to suit me, so I didn’t go up front to get them washed like other people at church did that night.Jul 18Jul 18
Billy BlackmaninThe Southern VoiceShooing The Dark AwayWho is that codger I saw in the bathroom mirror this morning — the one with the white meandering hair and his ears in need of a shave?Jul 4Jul 4
Billy BlackmaninThe Southern VoiceA Tunnel Through TimeIt is like a tunnel through time, this canopy road that I drive under every day to get home.Jun 27Jun 27
Billy BlackmaninThe Southern VoiceMules and MeThere’s been a lot of talk in the past few days about age-related rust that accumulates over the years in our joints and brains.Jun 27Jun 27
Billy BlackmaninThe Southern VoiceSeeing GhostsThe moon wasn’t full this morning before daylight. But it was bright enough that, with the help of a little daybreak, I could squint and…Jun 201Jun 201
Billy BlackmaninThe Southern VoiceBlow’n SmokeThere is a distinction between being watched and being watched over. ******* It didn’t start out as a special trip to the barn last…Jun 13Jun 13
