“Florida in February”

I suspect I’m like most folks, complaining about the heat in the summer and the cold in the winter. For the past two months we have endured some pretty cold weather. Then it seemed like it rained off and on for a solid week. While we certainly needed the rain, the drizzly overcast days don’t do much for the old body’s battery.

Then we get a run of weather like we had this past weekend. There was not a cloud to be seen for two days. The Carolina Blue sky beckoned us to come out of our partial hibernation. Temperatures were warm enough to get outside to enjoy the day but cool enough not to sweat or bring out the pesky insects that call Florida home.

I made the most of the picture perfect weather. Saturday, after doing a little “honey do” paint job, I headed for Hinson’s Park.

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“Something Good Must Be Coming My Way”

I recently saw Bill Sprouse at a recent sporting event. Bill then let me know that he is a faithful reader of my column Simply Put. As with most folks if someone tells me that they are a faithful reader of my column I take some pride in that fact. So when Bill told me that you might say that my ego meter went up just a notch. “Yeah, I am one of your eight faithful readers” he added.

My ego meter dipped back down with this comment. All that hard work for just eight faithful readers? “You are now one behind Homer Hirt, he’s got nine” Bill said. My ego meter was back on the rise as I realized I was closing the gap on Homer.

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“A Evening With The Hag”

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So The Hag and I got together again last Thursday for a little reunion. My wife commented that it is amazing that he is still able to sing and play as well as he does at age 73. She was right. I thought of another amazing aspect to our reunion. After all those years of partying together, for this reunion both of us were stone cold sober. And both of us thoroughly enjoyed the evening.

There was a saying back in the 70s and 80s, “The Hag ain’t gettin’ older, he’s just gettin’ better.” By his own admission the Hag is old now. But Simply Put, he is still The Hag, The Okie, The Working Man, The Poet and The Legend.