Greg DodgenPolly’s MercedesWe moved a few times when I was a teenager. Due to my dad’s job changes, I attended 3 high schools in total. I made the best of it…Jan 12Jan 12
Greg DodgenCooking With LoveI come from a relatively small family. I have one sister, and our parents are still married after 57+ years.Jan 4Jan 4
Greg DodgenFamilyI never met my father’s mother. At least not yet. I’m hoping to bump into her in Heaven. I have a few questions.Sep 14, 2023Sep 14, 2023
Greg DodgenThe ShoesI’ve always been rough on shoes, even when I was a teen. I’ve worn them out. I’ve added new laces when the soles were absolutely gone, and…Aug 5, 2023Aug 5, 2023
Greg DodgenBelieve What She Does and Not What She SaysMen. My brothers. Listen to me for a minute. I’m going to reach back about 15–18 months to write this. I’ve definitely tightened my…Jul 9, 2023Jul 9, 2023
Greg DodgenGit ‘Er DoneIt’s another one of those days when we should celebrate.Jul 4, 2023Jul 4, 2023
Greg DodgenThe Sheriff’s VanI had a decaf coffee en route, as I adjusted my body to the early morning light. I drove across GA HWY 20, west to east, from Cartersville…Jun 20, 2023Jun 20, 2023
Greg DodgenSomewhere In South FloridaThis is a follow up non-fiction companion to the piece I previously published about a Corvette, a Hellcat, and a fire alarm.Jun 14, 2023Jun 14, 2023
Greg DodgenThe Man With The Blue-Eyed DogLately, I’ve been writing very short non-fiction pieces that I label as “Americana”. They’re observations in daily life, hopefully…Jun 11, 2023Jun 11, 2023
Greg DodgenA Corvette, a Hellcat, & a Fire AlarmIn September of 2019, I made a trip to South Florida to meet my friend Dawn and a car.Apr 28, 2023Apr 28, 2023