Chicago or Bust©

Averyell A. Kessler Every year my grandfather WG treated Mama and me to a weekend of Christmas shopping at Marshall Fields, Chicago’s famous department store. Shortly after Thanksgiving, the store donned its holiday attire and housed an eight story Christmas tree covered with glittering lights and miles of sparking tinsel. I was nine and wildlyContinue reading Chicago or Bust©

Power School Lessons©

Saturday Reprise Averyell A. Kessler During last week’s omicron misery, I thought a lot about my southern upbringing and the blessings I’ve received from my small, poor state of Mississippi. These gifts came from loving parents, my scamp of a grandfather, and friends, also from enthusiastic Sunday School folks, teachers, and pearls of Power SchoolContinue reading “Power School Lessons©”

Fooling the Feds – Part 2©

Averyell A. Kessler Another Saturday morning; another unwelcome visit from a government snoop. My grandfather, WG, was not happy. This time, it was the middle of July, when Mississippi’s blast furnace summer sucked the breath out of every living thing and clouds of steam seemed to rise from the sidewalks. Again his office was empty,Continue reading “Fooling the Feds – Part 2©”

Horse Show Part Two – Kate Strikes Out©

Averyell A. Kessler  Kate Beacham was still fuming. Her untimely exit from the horse show party at our house was a hot topic for weeks.  Belhaven gossips worked overtime. Sadly, no photo existed of me modeling Kate’s rubberized girdle and heavily decorated brassier, but the scene was still as vivid in everyone’s mind. My motherContinue reading “Horse Show Part Two – Kate Strikes Out©”