Thinking about Unveiling

Hi Everyone,

I am thinking about something and would like to have your opinion.

You know that I haven’t published the true name of Gihon Springs because of privacy and law suits.

But I’m starting to re-think this. As Aunt Joyce told me, “It’s not like you’re saying anything bad about anyone.”

True that. I’m not being slanderous or libelous.

Here’s why I’m re-thinking the whole thing…

The other day, I was in the public library, and I found a whole book in the Heritage Room about Bigbee County. Really, I did! Some of the things that I write about may be more real to you all if I mentioned true-to-life places. After all, there are books written about it.

What do you think? Should I ‘fess up?


80’s Valley Girl of Alabama

Hard Rock Café, New Orleans, 1989.  Check out my sweater!

Hard Rock Café, New Orleans, 1989. Check out my sweater!

Took a trip back to the 80’s today while at the public library. I found a bound periodical of “Seventeen” magazine from 1985 and perused a June issue. The inside double-cover ad was for Noxema skin cream.

Do any of you remember this?

“Better skin and fewer blemishes.” A miracle-worker for acne, apparently, because the ad goes on to say, “The secret to fighting blemishes is knowing how to wash your face.”

Oh, really? Genetics and hormones have nothing to do with it?

I’m sure it comes from the same people who thought that squinting causes wrinkles.

Anyhow, I saw ads for “Loves Baby Soft” and (who could forget) Swatch!

Do you remember the album clubs where you, supposedly, could get 11 tapes for 1 cent? Anything from “Genesis” to “ZZ Top’s Greatest Hits.”

Big hair was in, along with articles about the best hair cut for the shape of your face.

And then there were the clothing articles. Lots of bold, colorful, “Cosby Show” sweaters were the way to go.

Speaking of Cosby, Lisa Bonet was featured in an article, and there was a picture of her with her mom. I really thought that L.B. always looked so cool in her hats and oversized shirts.

My first trip to the Sugar Bowl, New Orleans.

My first trip to the Sugar Bowl, New Orleans.

I remember having a “Valley Girl” contest with a couple of girls. We tried to out-do each other with our mastery of the lingo. Can you imagine us all trying to speak like we were from Encino, CA?

Gag me with a spoon…y’all.

Hey, everyone, what do you remember from the 80’s?

The Snake…Guest Blog by Mom

Hi, All,
Did you know that my mom writes, too? She’s had articles and ideas published in “Instructor” magazine and was a stringer for “The Mobile Press Register.” Today she’s guesting on!

Let’s give a warm welcome my mom, Mrs. M:

When Joyce and I were home from college one weekend, Mama and Daddy had to go to Latitude one Sunday morning. Joyce and I went to Sunday school and church. When we got home, there was a snake in the flower bed, close to the foundation of the house. We decided to get Daddy’s pistol and shoot the thing!

We didn’t know what kind of snake it was. We didn’t like any snakes!

Well, we got the pistol, and, not know how to shoot it, we pointed it and pulled the trigger, just like we saw the cowboys do on TV.

The result: A lot of flower bed dirt was disturb, and the snake crawled out of the yard, under the fence, and into the pasture.

Daddy was glad it didn’t hit the wall of the house and crack the foundation.

Joyce says that we also got the hoe after that snake. She said that we would strike it with the hoe, squeal, and run.

The pink ladies aka snake killers.

The pink ladies, aka snake killers.

Nothing but Pine Trees and Lawyers, as Far as the Eye Can See


If you drive southwest of Tuscaloosa on I-29, you won’t see much more than pine trees. As far as the eye can see. If you don’t believe me, look on Google Earth.

Gihon Springs is about two hours south of Tuscaloosa, and timber and paper (i.e., writing paper, tissue paper, etc.) is the main industry down there. They get paper from the sawdust of pine trees (also known as a pulp wood). The following statistical information was published around the time that I lived there, many years ago. But it gives you an idea of what I’m talking about:

It’s a great place if you like to hunt and fish or whatever. It’s also good for raising cattle like Dad and Papa Findley did. Lots of grass, too.

I have changed the names of people and places down there partly because of privacy and partly because I don’t want to get sued for whatever reason. There are bunches of lawyers down there to lawyer-ize the timber industry. I’m not sure what that all involves. Maybe property line disputes. I’d have to ask Dad. He’d know.

The lawyers couldn’t get much out of Lefty and me. That is, if they somehow sued me for whatever I write in my blog. Princess Buttercup, Samson, and Snuggles is about all we have of value.

But I’m careful, all the same.

road2Our trip home from Florida took us about two or three hours east of Gihon Springs—out of our way—but I snapped these pictures at the same latitude as Gihon Springs. The land scape looks very much the same as that near my home of origin.

The town looks very much like Canterbury—Bigbee County’s county seat (also, the nearest “big” town to Gihon Springs).