Author, Journalist and Syndicated Columnist

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Randall began an interest in writing while still in high school. He began writing entertainment articles for various publications such as Bluegrass Unlimited, the SEBA Breakdown, Precious Memories magazine, and others.

When his late mother's declining health reduced his ability to tour or pursue acting opportunities, he joined the staff of the News Publishing Co. chronicling the community stories of Northwest Georgia and writing his syndicated column Southern Style and in the process he contributed individually to earning 21 Georgia Press Association awards and one National Press Association award over a seven year period.

In his first year of journalism, the Georgia Press Association awarded him a First Place Feature Photo award for a unique photo of the Bluegrass group The White Oak Mountain Boys. His writing has yielded numerous awards; one among those is W. Trox Bankston Award. He has helped garner two W. G. Sutlive trophies for community service and assisted The Catoosa County News in achieving the General Excellence Award in 2003 and 2004.

Several of Randall's awards recognized his unique approach to feature news photography, possibly reflecting the talents for telling a story he learned from the many legendary television directors he studied with while working with them.
While he is no longer associated with News Publishing, he continues to write his popular column syndicated slice of life and entertainment column“Southern Style” that appears in newspapers from the Carolinas to Texas and available on this website. Many readers equate his folksy style to that of the late columnist Lewis Grizzard. He also continues to write special entertainment features.
Randall embarked on a new facet of his career when he co-authored the award winning “Stirring Up Success with a Southern Flavor” with Shirley Smith, executive director for the Catoosa County Learning Center. Franks gathered over 70 celebrities for the cookbook that incorporates celebrities, center stories and Catoosa County history and photos to assist with the fundraising project for the center. That book yielded the program over $27,000. It's 2009 sequel was “Stirring Up Additional Success with a Southern Flavor” 
In a five year labor of love, he co-authored “Snake Oil, Superstars and Me” with legendary country music and western film star “Doc” Tommy Scott and Shirley Noe Swiesz. The project was released in June 2007. The 700-page autobiography provides a unique look at 90 years of entertainment from the back roads of Georgia to the Grand Ole Opry and Hollywood where Scott was a television pioneer.

He is currently working on two other books expected for release in the coming months.

With his passion for acting and writing, the two of course led to his loves blossoming into scriptwriting under the tutorage of Carroll O’Connor during his time on “In the Heat of the Night,” which yielded him the unique opportunity to co-write the screenplay for the #1 Country song “Wolverton Mountain” with Merle Kilgore. He has written or co-written several screenplays for film and television shows. 


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    Other films include “Still Ramblin’,” a documentary which appeared in PBS syndication, that he hosted, directed and wrote on the life of country music and western film pioneer “Doc” Tommy Scott; Hallmark Hall of Fame's "The Flamingo Rising" as "Officer Randy Kraft" with William Hurt, “Blue Valley Songbird” with Dolly Parton, “Firebase Nine” as “Capt. Morgan Fairhope,” “Phoenix Falling” as “Todd” with Stella Parton and “Desperate for Love” with Christian Slater as a high school singer.
     The International Bluegrass Music Museum in Owensboro, Ky. honored him as a Bluegrass Legend in 2010 and 2011. He was inducted in 2013 into the Independent Country Music Hall of Fame. Franks’ musical stylings have been heard in 150 countries and by more than 25 million Americans. His musical career boasts 19 album releases, 17 singles, and over 200 recordings with various artists from various genres. The award-winning fiddler’s best selling release, "Handshakes and Smiles" was a top twenty Christian music seller. Many of his albums were among the top 30-bluegrass recordings of their release year. 
      The Atlanta Country Music Hall of Fame member shared a top country vocal collaboration with Grand Ole Opry stars The Whites. In addition to his solo career, Franks is a former member of Bill Monroe's Blue Grass Boys, Jim and Jesse's Virginia Boys and has performed with Jeff and Sheri Easter, The Lewis Family, the Marksmen Quartet, Elaine and Shorty, “Doc” Tommy Scott’s Last Real Old Time Medicine Show and Doodle and the Golden River Grass.
Franks shares his time with several non-profit organizations serving as the past president of the Catoosa Citizens for Literacy, which assists area residents in learning to read and pursuing a GED at its Catoosa County Learning Center. He is also president of the Share America Foundation, Inc. that provides the Pearl and Floyd Franks Scholarship to musicians continuing the traditional music of Appalachia. He hosts a monthly concert series at the historic Ringgold Depot which helps fund the scholarships. (Photo: Copyright 2011, Randall Franks Music by Teryl Jackson)

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The creeping doldrums

Do you ever find yourself enjoying a perfectly good day and then before your know what has happened you find yourself in the midst of a spell of listlessness or despondency?

Those energetic goals that were there when you woke up have slipped back down deep under the covers. So you decide to go looking for them only to find yourself shackled to the bedpost and unable to pull yourself back out of the bed.

What about the times you are simply sitting at your desk and there are so many tasks before you, you just seemed baffled at what to do next?

Well my friend, you are suffering from the creeping doldrums. They just come up from out of no where spawned sometimes by a thought; a piece of music; the sound of the rain on the roof; some aspect of your life which seems to pull you down into the mud and keep you stuck.

When I was a boy, we use to go spelunking a lot and I remember one cave we called the peanut butter cave where as you walked through. You were most likely to lose a shoe before getting out. You would fight with all your might to get through it and it would take a lot of your energy. I don’t remember one of my fellow cavers that ever were left there stuck in the mud.

No matter how productive and positive one’s life may seem we all have days where the creeping doldrums invade our well being.

What is the solution?

For me, I find I just have to get up out of bed and trudge forward through the peanut butter cave until I have reached the opening that leads me back into the Light.

Simple tasks will fill the day until our mind and body are ready to once again tackle the big goals.

Now, by my excursion down this road, I am not saying a person does not need some down time to rest and restore, its just when we let the creeping doldrums steal from us even the enjoyment of rest.

Rest in the reading of a good book, rest in watching our favorite TV show or film, rest in talking with friends gathered to watch a sporting event. All of these help us to recharge.

The key to the rest is not to let the creeping doldrums convince us we need even more than we do and before we know it our unoccupied mind is filling itself with negative thoughts.

So, if you find yourself with the creeping doldrums, get out your old shoes and trudge on through the mud until you get to the other side. You will be stronger and next time it will be easier to leave the creeping doldrums behind.


Carolina Cotton’s voice is still bringing smiles

I don’t know whether you enjoy riding across the ranges in the old western films with the stars of yesteryear like I do or not but I have since I was chasing the neighborhood outlaws in my dime store cowboy suit.

Now I must admit probably with the exception of Dale Evans in those early days it was the action on the television screen I wanted to see. Like must youngins, I looked at scenes between the leading cowboy and cowgirl as just something to sit through until the next gun fight, horse chase or fist fight so I seldom paid much mind to the leading ladies.

I must say the exception to that rule was the late Carolina Cotton whose shear presence in a film demanded your attention, whether it was her beauty on the screen, her down-home appeal, or the fact she could ride, sing, and yodel circles around many of her co-stars, she simply charmed her way into your heart.

Her energy on screen was contagious especially when she was singing one of her yodeling songs such as “I Love to Yodel” which she sang in several films including “Apache Country” with Gene Autry or "Yodel, Yodel, Yodel" from Autry’s “Blue Canadian Rockies.”

She also did several films with my friends the late Ken Curtis (“Song of the Prairie,” “Stallion Canyon”), the late Roy Acuff (“Sing Neighbor Sing”). Other films co-starred actors such as Eddy Arnold, Charles Starrett, Smiley Burnette and others.

In the span of a just a few years she did 17 films and performed with some of the most influential bands in the Hillbilly and Western Swing genre including Spade Cooley’s Western Dance Gang, Merle Travis, Bob Wills and the Texas Playboys, Sons of the Pioneers, Ernest Tubb and the Texas Troubadours, Ramblin’ Tommy Scott and his Hollywood Hillbilly Jamboree and others.

The Arkansas native relocated with her family as they moved to California. She began her career on stage and then radio in San Francisco at an early age but soon found her way to Hollywood where film producers immediately recognized her talent and she soon rose to level of leading lady.

Sadly like many of their male counterparts by the mid 1950s the days of the old west for female leading ladies also rode off into the sunset in film and for most practical purposes mainstream western music stars were in the wagon train behind them.

Carolina’s daughter Sharon Marie brought together a CD that highlights some of her recordings entitled “Carolina Cotton-Yodeling Blonde Bombshell – Volume II.”
I was blown away by the clarity of sound in the 20 plus recordings from the 1940s-1950s.

The recording opens with Three Miles South Of Cash with Bob Wills and the enthusiasm continues through a fun-filled adventure down Western streets and hillbilly dirt roads as the musical sounds thrill and bring a smile. Among the recordings are Put Your Shoes On Lucy, Boo Hoo Blues, Lovin' Ducky Daddy, Hoosegow Serenade, I’d Love To Be A Cowgirl, Ragtime Cowboy Joe, Be Honest With Me, You Belong To My Heart, I Been Down In Texas, Yodel Mountain, The Old Square Dance Is Back Again, Chime Bells, You've Got Me Wrapped Around Your Finger, Glad Rags, I'm All Alone, He's A Tough Hombre, I'm Gonna Sit Right Down (And Write Myself A Letter), O Dem Golden Slippers, Oh Where Has My Little Dog Gone and Weary Lonesome Blues. The recording also includes one full episode of her Carolina Cotton Calls radio show.

One footnote to such a wonderful entertainment career is that Carolina left the spotlight, raised her family and decided to become a teacher and spent the rest of her life sharing her love of learning with thousands of young people.

If you are a fan of the great sounds of Western music that made the matinees and radio shows of the 1940s and 50s full of fun and enthusiasm, I encourage you to add this CD to your collection, it will certainly give you a look at one of the greatest yodelers who ever performed and from someone I understand to be one of the nicest individuals to ever grace a stage. You can get the CD or learn much more about her career from


The Dukes “Enos” is hopeful
that good will prevail in TV

I had the opportunity to sit down recently with a long-time friend as he traveled back from a personal appearance where he visited with hundreds of fans that watched him each week on CBS.

"The Dukes of Hazzard" co-star Sonny Shroyer said he is saddened by recent events relating to his show. He said almost everyone came to him expressing frustration over the recent cancellation of the show on TV Land.

Shroyer portrayed deputy “Enos Straite” the good cop stuck between earning a living in a system corrupted by others while steering the outcomes towards good. He also portrayed the character in his own CBS series “Enos” which aired in the U.S., 30 foreign countries and on the Armed Forces Network. He scored two People’s Choice nominations.

Shroyer has also appeared in dozens of classic TV Shows spanning the 1970s through the 1990s including regular roles in “I’ll Fly Away,” “American Gothic,” and recently “Rectify.” He counts among his credits major films such as “Forrest Gump,” “Roots,” “The Rosa Parks Story,” “The Longest Yard,” and “Smokey and the Bandit.”

He said the rural-based comedy “The Dukes of Hazzard” became a legacy of work for many talented performers that continues to uplift viewers in laughter while sharing valuable lessons in life in each storyline.

“I hope that once the spasm of the knee-jerk reaction of some cable TV executives passes that the Dukes will ride again, if not on TV Land, then on some other cable network that appreciates not only the positive storylines of good’s triumph over evil intentions but characters treating others as you would want to be treated – with respect. The series also features a long list of talented stars and guest stars who each week worked their heart out to entertain a worldwide audience.”

Shroyer said if one looks at film and TV show storylines with characters reacting to a tragic situation, there are always those who wish to react swiftly.

“In the westerns, this was often portrayed by the good guy standing off a group of angry townsfolk wishing to forego a trial,” he said. “This is what has happened here I think, unfortunately, there was no man or woman in a white hat standing in the breach of this situation to defend the work of hundreds of show business artisans.

“Generations of youth have watched the show from every nationality, race, creed and religion around the world, sharing in the moral lessons between the laughs,” he said. “For decades my fellow stars from the show and I have made personal appearances meeting these youth and the adults who grew up watching us. They point to our show as one of the beacons of hope in a wasteland of television where people are more interested in self-interests than each other.

“We, the cast members of that show, have raised untold funds for charities to do their works,” he said. “That’s only possible when good is in what you do. That is what ‘The Dukes of Hazzard” was about - doing good and making people happy.”

Shroyer said while he does not know the future of the show on cable, he is hopeful he and the fans will see the General Lee rolling again with him close behind in his Hazzard police car.

“I think a good clean show will in the long run emerge as the victor,” he said. “I am sure cable broadcasters will hear from millions of viewers who agree.”


Doing nothing is an action too

I was out watering the yard the other day when a blonde headed boy rolled up on his blue mountain bike and asked if we needed our yard mowed.

Our yard had just been covered with a brand new batch of fescue sod.

I told the boy it was not ready to cut just yet but he could check back in a few weeks.

He reminded me of myself at his age, trying to find every odd job I could.

Summer should be a time of wonder.

I remember fondly my childhood summers — endless hours of play after completing my chores around the house. Of course, as I got older, I took on odd jobs like mowing neighbors’ yards to earn a little money.

In my neighborhood, we had a great group of children. We all would gather to play and race our bikes down suicide hill.

I’ve had two bikes in my life; my first bike was small and green and well suited me. When I got big enough to earn my own money, I did odd jobs to earn enough money to buy a 3-speed red English racer. Buying that bike meant a lot to me.
On one of our trips down suicide hill, the new racer decided it wanted to go one way and me another. The accident sent me flying through the handlebars and sliding down the pavement for 20 feet or more. That still hurts just thinking about it. I had sores all over me from that adventure.

My friends and I would get in our share of disagreements with each other. Those would lead usually to some hurt feelings and some rolling around on the ground till someone would say “Uncle.” We always seemed to come through it. There really were no children who caused trouble in my age bracket. A few older ones sometimes got into mischief, but we always managed to keep out of trouble.

Do not get me wrong, there were bullies. We were just blessed not to have them on our street, at least for very long. I remember when I was about seven there were two brothers who took great pleasure in picking fights with me. At least, it seemed that way at the time.

A boy my age named Chris Sands moved in. His parents had just divorced, and at that time it was not as usual as it is now. I’ll never forget one meeting with those brothers that had me at the bottom of a wrestling match that I just could not win. Chris was the new guy in the neighborhood, and saw that I was being unfairly targeted for this fight and stepped in to pull the other boys off me. From that moment on, he was my friend — that is until he later moved away, and I lost track of him.

While time has erased many of the memories of the time we spent together hanging out as kids, that one action by the new boy on the block sticks in my mind. He saw something that was not right, and he did something about it. Not knowing the social lay of the land and the dynamics of the neighborhood hierarchy, he stuck his neck out for me. That is bravery.

Now I’m not advocating fighting as a way to resolve issues for children or adults. I was taught that it takes much more courage to walk away than to actually fight. However, when they jump on you, there are just a few hurdles you have to get over before you can walk away.

It is hard to walk away when you are at the bottom of the pile
I learned a valuable lesson from Chris that day.
Folks often do not like to stick their neck out to help other people, but when someone does, it makes our community a better place.


Anybody got a fan?
The heat of the day this time of year sometimes brings me into the summer doldrums.

I know there is so much that needs to be done outside, but I step outside and after a few minutes in the oven, I begin to think “Oh, that will wait,” so I step back inside and let it wait.

What happened to that little boy who could not wait to get out into the summer sun to run and play? I know he is still buried deep inside of me somewhere.

I know that he wants to get out there a run and play, its just adult running an playing is often done largely with a lawnmower, weed eater, hedge trimmer or saw tightly grasp in hand.

In my defense, those activities did not thrill me as a youth either so at least I have not changed that much. However, I do miss that desire to get out, to use every drop of light that can be found and squeezed to steal just a few more minutes from the day before retiring into the house to rest.
I remember leaving home after breakfast, which was served when my father and mother were nearing departure for work in the early morning. I’d play all day and be in by lunchtime to have a bite to eat, and then out again, only to return to be sitting at the dinner table. Once I was old enough, my folks let me go back out to play some more after supper until the streetlights came on. The only deviation from that is if the neighborhood parents were all out enjoying the evening on the porch or in the yard, then the kids might get a game of ball going on the street beneath the lights as the parents cheered their little darling on.

Eventually though the remainder of the day outside would have to be returned to the night air as we stepped inside our homes, windows open, curtains and sheers blowing inward as fans sucked in the evening air to cool the house before sleep.
I remember days so hot you couldn’t sleep; you know those days when folks said you could fry an egg on the sidewalk. I would get up just to go to the kitchen, open the freezer just to breath a few cool breaths. It wasn’t long though; no matter the time before mother would be in the kitchen to remind me I was wasting electricity and letting the food spoil.

Eventually though my folks saved up enough to move into the age of air conditioning. I can’t recall what it cost but they had to run a new breaker and plug to put the big window unit in the dining room.  It worked so well it felt like hog killin’ time in no time in about three rooms of the house. The rest was still hot except for us sitting fans around to move a bit of the cool air down the hallway.
Still though it made a difference, we often found we had guests dropping by to sit a spell.
The increase in power bills soon had us on rationing though, we could only use the air when we had guests or if it was a holiday. Which to me seemed fair, we wouldn’t want those visitors to sweat like we did on days they were not there. Holidays were days we were all home most of the day and folks generally showed up on those as well.
This plan worked pretty good until we saw an increase in visitors and mother realized I was stacking the deck a bit and then guest under a certain age were eliminated from the air conditioning formula.

As I think back on it, it just reinforces for me my original question. I did perfectly well for several years of my life in the heat. All I can figure is that years of air-conditioned living have spoiled me.
Given the choice though, would I rather have better heat stamina and no air conditioning or plenty of air and no desire to spend my day outside? I guess my answer would be neither, I would go back to what I had as a kid if I could enjoy a little of both. I am planning on starting tommorrow that is if I can get this metal rotary fan I pulled out of the attic to work. Now let’s see I think the last time I opened a window was 2003, Where is that hammer? I may need to some help to coax those.

Friends, as temperatures rise, be sure to check in on your elderly neighbors to make sure they are staying cool, if their home is warm, it might be to keep their bills affordable. You might politely invite them over to your house or to go shopping to get them somewhere cooler in the heat of the day. Be sure to enjoy every minute of sunshine you can, but don’t overdo, and drink plenty of water!


Enemies at the gate
Heavy hearts reflect the spirit of the emotions that surrounded me in the recent days.  For those of you reading elsewhere, my home is near Chattanooga. That is the big town we head to for shopping, films, concerts and other activities. It isn’t unusual for my friends and I to drive down the streets, which became part of the national news of late.

It was there in two area military facilities that our country lost five men serving us in the Marines and the Navy when a young man who was raised up in one of our Chattanooga suburbs took a weapon and decided to mount an attack on the United States of America. His actions forever changed the lives of the families and friends of five unarmed servicemen.

During the same week, several folks in my hometown passed away. As we grieved their losses, we talked amongst ourselves as we were grappling with the changing face of a city nestled in the Appalachian Mountains that is now another site of American terrorism.

This is the city that my late mother came from the rural mountains to begin her working life at the age of 13 during World War II.
This is the city many of us go to for doctor and hospital visits. This is the city where many people from communities around the area drive to work or schools each and every day.

The talking heads and thousands on social media will continue to debate who is to blame; who did this; who didn’t do that; whose actions honored those American heroes and whose actions dishonored them.

Those servicemen are owed the greatest honors and esteem that we can give any man or woman who gives their life in service to our nation. They, as every fallen member of the military, are owed that by every man, woman and child who either through birth or naturalization say, “I am an American.” Every elected and appointed official of this nation owes them that. Their loved ones are owed our deepest and sincerest magnitude of comfort and support today and in all the days to come.

No matter what the ultimate investigations of the incident reveal about the man and his religious and/or terrorist organization connections, I know that had these men not been in the uniform of our country, they would have not been the targets.

It was the United States of America being shot at that day in a sleepy mountain city in the South.
It is not the first time that occurred but 150 years ago the United States was invading the Confederate States and soldiers and locals were defending their homes against the Northern aggression of an invading army.

Despite the recent media fervor about Southern symbols, our American forefathers gathered on the fields where they fought each other, shook hands, told stories, erected monuments to each other’s valor more than a century ago finishing one of Lincoln’s final goals - to bind up the wounds of the nation.

While millions were diverted in this current debate, we in our hills and hollers, were reminded that America cannot spin our wheels mired in topics settled by previous generations.

We need to keep our focus on dealing with the enemies at the gate. Those enemies take many forms – criminals that terrorize our cities; groups that prey upon our youth and siphon bright minds into ideologies of thought and action that destroy the family, our communities, and ultimately our country; and finally the evil of those leaders and followers who simply wish to destroy Americans, because we are who we are, and believe what we choose to believe.

Those are gifts among many given us by every person who ever wore a United States uniform.

You might have noticed, I have not mentioned any names within my comments. I do not wish to add to the infamy of the shooter or capitalize on the names of the fallen.

Please keep our extended community in your prayers and especially remember the families of our fallen Chattanooga heroes and the brave police, paramedics, and first responders of all types who came to the aid of the injured and helped protect others from harm.


Historical elements reflect their time, not ours

“Those who do not know history are doomed to repeat it.”

Whether you attribute the origin of the thought to Irish statesman Edmund Burke, English politician Winston Churchill or Spanish philosopher George Santayana, the sentiment is one that has enveloped me as I have watched the movement in the media to purge our country of symbols, elements or even television shows that are part of our history.

Perhaps this movement in our country is spurred on by the actions in recent months seen in media when some of the world’s earliest pieces of art and architectural ruins of the ancient world were destroyed by man.

The concept is not that much different: those earlier people didn’t think like we do, so we should eliminate what they held dear and what they paid homage to because it does not align with what we think.

This movement is not new, historically we have seen it before in country after country as a dictator or political movement took over. They wish to erase the elements of the past, so no one will hold onto those earlier ideas and no future intellectuals could argue a different view of history than fits their design. In most cases the intellectuals who knew differently were killed and the supporting pieces of historical documentation destroyed.

The Nazi leadership in Germany wanted everything purged that did not reflect their prospective of the German people and its version of history; the communists did the same in several of the countries where that movement took hold through revolution.

The American experiment created by our founders is only 239 years old. We do not have ancient cities like those found in the old world, our cities have not seen thousands of years of history flowing through the same streets, or happening in the same buildings but that makes each moment of our history have even greater importance.

With every passing generation there are men and women who stand out and make a difference in their world. The contribution to those he or she lived amongst is sometimes so revered, their fellow citizens have chosen to honor he or she and their life lived. That life was unique in its time and special to those who knew them. In the case of America, these tributes were not forced upon the masses to create but came from their esteem and hard work to raise the funds for the honor. 

Sometimes this came in the shape of statues in a town square, a monument on the capitol mall, or perhaps they were so unique in their time their contemporaries buried their remains in a place of honor now part of a government complex or park.

No matter what authority we have been awarded by our special place in time, our job, our elected position, our personal convictions, it is not our place to re-write American history. It is our place to protect our history so that every generation to come can learn about those who came before and the lives they led.

History is not something simply to be hidden away, moved, and destroyed with popular opinion or whoever seems to hold the power at the moment.

Every country has elements of its history that are not pleasant to learn about or remember. But if we do not keep all the players on the board that were part of the story in the framework in which their contemporaries placed them, then we are drastically changing the game, making it more difficult to learn the lessons we all should know in order to keep the American experiment continuing for another 240 years.

Unlike many preceding civilizations, our forefathers worked to correct what it saw as the mistakes of those that came before them. These strides were taken decade after decade as the steps forward became possible. Even the winners honored the losers, because they were now part of the winning team, they were Americans.

We do not bow before a monarch, cower before a dictator, or simply exist as a serf for another more powerful individual. This was what it was like before there was a United States. If we wish to erase our history from which we draw the strength we hold as Americans, we are giving those who wish to erase the United States from world history an even easier path.


The trip to town

I have had a lot of folks ask me of late to pull something funny out of my hat, I shook real hard and this is what fell out:

I do not know if I have ever told you about my great-uncle Elige Doolittle. Elige has two twin boys, Will Doolittle and Won’t Do-alot.

I really believe that Will was blessed with all of the smarts in that branch of the family tree.

When they were boys the county was so impressed by them, they had a special ceremony out by their house to honor them. They put up a big sign out by where they lived commemorating the event. It’s still there today. It reads “Slow Children at Play.”

One time Uncle Elige decided to take the boys on a trip. They had not been too far away from Tunnel Hill in their lives so Uncle Elige figured he better start small with a drive through the mountains towards Dahlonega.

Won’t just had a notion he wanted to pan for gold even though Will assured him that he couldn’t actually find any gold there.

The boys had a full day and sure enough Won’t did not find any gold. On the way back, though, he kept seeing some signs on the side of the road, which said “Take Ex-Lax and Feel Young.”

Uncle Elige pulled off in Dawsonville to get a Moon Pie and RC Cola. The boys joined him, getting a Grape Crush each and two pieces of Beef Jerky. Won’t saw one of them little boxes of Ex-Lax and added it to his order. After their meal, the boys decided they would see if the signs were true. They split the box between ’em and had those chocolate bars as dessert.

They rode a while. Will looked at Won’t and asked, “Do you feel any younger?”

Won’t said, “No.”

They rode a while longer. Won’t asked Will, “Do you feel any younger?”

Will said, “No.”

As Uncle Elige neared the apple country of Ellijay, he started wondering himself, turned and said, “Well, boys, do you feel any younger?”

Will said, “No.”

Won’t agreed and said, “I don’t feel any younger, but I sure did do a childish thing.”

The characters and antics of Elige Doolittle, Will Doolittle and Won’t Do-alot are the sole property of Peach Picked Publishing and are used by permission.


Living in the right path
Knowing one’s best direction in life can be an ever-changing debate within your own head.

As someone who has spent their life in entertainment, I often look at m
y situation to weigh my perception of what I do with the reality of the logistics of life.

I find myself fretting over some aspect of where my road has taken me and wonder whether I veered from the appointed path set out for me.

Was I meant to do something different in life? Did I choose what God intended?

Those are questions that I am sure many people debate in his or her head especially as the children are screaming at each other in the back seat of the car; the bills on the table appear to be much higher that any hope of payment; or the honey do list becomes a small paperback.

I learned many years ago from actor Carroll O’Connor in a deep conversation about the human condition and differences in people that in life we often spend our time listening to the problems of others as he
or she seeks empathy. He told me in that shared experience there is a sense of uplifting that the sharer can gain if received and responded to properly while the listener can overt a draining of spirit while sharing comfort.

“Everyone has the same problems,” he told me. “Different folks just have a different number of zeros attached to them.”
So in some way that list of things people endure mentioned above along with a long list of others is not unique to us. We all have moments of doubt when we wonder if we are on the right path. Shouldn’t be easier if we were? Not necessarily.

We can be within the path set forth by God before we were a twinkle in our father’s eye in His purpose for us to fulfill His mission, and life could be very difficult.

If we have accepted Christ into our life then we are in His light. We may choose to put on a blindfold at times as we make a choice outside our appropriate path but He is always with us shining His light waiting for us to reflect what He is sharing.

When I begin to sink into the questions of my choices, my circumstances, my feelings, I then remember that ultimately, I am striving in His will and if He wishes me to be in a different situation, He will open the doors, and reveal the path.

I just need to remain ready, prepared and always be working to improve the opportunities within my life, career, and my relationships with family and friends.

Carroll’s “Archie” character might have told me to “Stifle” as I began whining about my life and after a few lines proceeded with “You Meathead, You….”

Sometimes we need to say that to ourselves, “You Meathead, You!” Life is a blessing, even in the worst situation you can experience; there are others who have greater need in the world. So as “Archie” could have shared: “Be like that real American John Wayne, and pick yourselves up by your boot straps there, and just get on with it. Do what is right and God will’s look after you.”


Assure the people we place our faith in are real
The airwaves are filled with those now beginning to say that they are the best choice to lead our country, our states, counties and cities.

I am honored to serve in my hometown as a council member, so I am speaking not only as someone who is on the outside but in some respects on the inside.

When a candidate says something, is it what they believe or is it what they want us to hear?

That is a question that each of us should ask when we finally find someone that we feel could fill a spot of authority as our representative and leader.

I have seen first hand how some candidates and or elected officials seek to simply say what it takes to get elected and then do what they want rather than reflect what they said.
If there is a previous record to review, take the time to see the types of things that the person has supported, said, or voted for in the past.

What have they done consistently?

This information should provide a good road map of their plans for the future to see if they align with what they are saying publicly now.

Now a person can change what he or she believes through garnering more or new information, so it is possible that in this respect a leopard can change its spots.

One can only hope that the impact on the candidates thinking is true and not just politically prudent to gain the support of voters or other powerful political allies.

Sadly, that does occur and those are the types of candidates that should be ferreted out and returned to their daily tasks at home rather than serving in any office.

Ultimately, any candidate who wets his finger and holds it up to see which way political winds are blowing will in the end be a person whose seeking office simply to hold office and weld the power, privilege or influence that affords.

These types of individuals who manage to smile past the voters into an office are great ammunition for those who argue for term limits.

At this time what we need greatest are voters who spend the time to learn about the candidates before going to cast a vote.

An educated registered voter is the greatest potential tool that our forefathers hoped would keep this unique experiment of the United States alive. Without each of us stepping up and fulfilling our part of that experiment, it is sure that one day in our future, we will be bowing to someone who is not elected and accepting laws and customs which none of us ever thought we would see in the American land of red, white and blue.

Pray for the candidates so they may be worthy of election; pray for the voters so they may be informed; pray for our country so that our freedom and our nation may endure.


A heart that beats at home

Have you ever wondered where the heart of a community lies?
Is it in its elected leadership? Is it within the works of the members of
its local churches? Perhaps within the framework of the civic clubs and fraternal organizations?

The heart of a community beats within each of us, if we only take the time to share its rhythm with those around us. As we walk down the street do we carry with us a frown or do we smile from ear to ear spreading a joy for life?

When we see something that needs to be done in our community do we drive on by, thinking that’s not my responsibility or do we attempt to correct the problem?

Are you someone that makes a difference in the world? Are you changing the community that lives within and without?
We can easily be disheartened by what we see each day on television and in the newspapers, the bombings, the illness, the starvation. Most people who see it say ‘Isn’t that terrible,’ and then begin calling out letters as they watch “Wheel of Fortune.”

Now there absolutely nothing wrong with checking our spelling abilities, I do it myself. But while most of us do not have the ability to bring relief from the problems of far away lands, there are plenty right in our own back yards. There are homeless people, homeless children. There are those who when they get up in the morning don’t have anything to eat.
As I look around there is always something that can be done; what about all the trash that litters the sides of the roads; there aren’t enough prisoners who are cleaning to make the once pristine scenic roads look as they once did. Instead of throwing that cup, can or Big Mac box out the window, why not carry a trash bag in your car and throw it away when you reach a trash can? Spend a little time picking up a public area or along a roadside.

What about cleaning up over-grown cemeteries? I remember a time when families actually thought it was their responsibility to keep the cemeteries where their loved ones are buried clean, mowed, weeded and the stones all in repair. A couple of times a year everyone planned a day, one of them use to be Decoration Day, the families had dinner on the grounds and made those cemeteries look as well manicured as any federal military cemetery. Today instead of hearing about young people cleaning them up we hear the tragic news of them defacing these resting-places for those who built our communities.

Do you know of a needy person who is too sick to keep up their own home or can’t afford the repairs on their house, wonder what can be done about that?

I ask all these questions in full knowledge that there are a few devoted souls out there saying I do that or my club is doing that or our church is doing that. I applaud each of you for your efforts, but as you know until we each and every one get up, get out and do something, it is then and only then the heart of our community will beat on all its chambers, no matter where you call home if we all do not pitch in to resuscitate the vital elements of our community, heart failure could be imminent.
Now I know first hand that there are good deeds shared each week in every little town, many churches take on youth building projects or helping families in need; Habitat for Humanity builds homes, the Lions Clubs, Rotary Clubs, Kiwanis Clubs, all have special areas of service that they share; and there are countless other programs started everyday to help fill a need.

Do you see a need that is not being filled in your community? Is there something you can do to meet that need?
Many would say well I am just one person what can I do? My friend every thing starts with just one person trying to make a difference.

If I learned anything from watching my parents it is that through our hands other people’s burdens can be lifted through prayer and especially through our deeds to help make a difference. It lightens our own hearts and makes those of the helped beat much easier, so each deed helps to set the rhythm of the heart of our community.

Does your community need the service of a defibrillator to bring it around; maybe you can give it the charge it needs. Give it a try.


A slice in time

The clods of red dirt busted easily below my bare feet as I set out across the field. I can still hear my Grandma Kitty calling saying “Boy get your shoes on before you step on something that you regret.”

As the sun just broke enough to make the dew glisten on the bright red tomatoes, it was easy to see that the there was hours of picking that was ahead of us that day.

Mother handed each of us a basket from the bed of the old Chevy pickup truck and we each started on a different row working to steal the ripened fruit from the vine before the bugs or birds could harm them.

Grandma Kitty, Mom, Dad, a couple of my aunts and cousins began hours of bending over, kneeling, and filling the bushel baskets.

As the sun rose over our heads the baskets filled the bed of the old truck, Grandma Kitty took the handkerchief from her pocket and wiped the perspiration from her brow and cheeks.

“Randy,” she called. “Bring that bucket of water.” Underneath a large towel in the bed of the truck was the bucket she had me draw from the well early that morning. It was so still so cold the outside of the bucket had water dripping from the side as I carried the bucket around to each of the pickers.

Each reached in, took out the dipper and soaked in the water as if it might be the last drink they would ever have.

My dad Floyd took off his straw hat and poured an entire ladle full over his head soaking his gray work shirt. Grandma Kitty took another dipper and soaked her handkerchief, and then she rolled it and placed it around her neck beneath the collar of her old blue dress.

As I looked up from the bucket, it seemed the rows of tomato plants stretched as far as the eye could imagine.

I walked back along the rows towards the truck trying not to spill the water before returning it to its stowage place.

As I reached up to scratch my face I noticed my hands carried the smell of the tomato vines and itched slightly, I picked up another empty bushel basket and back down the row I went.

As we worked mother began singing “Farther along we’ll know all about it.” Slowly each of us joined in as the voices rose up from across the field.

As the sun reached the top of the sky, we all made our way back to the truck where Grandma Kitty spread a red and white checked tablecloth over the hood of the truck. From a small wicker picnic basket, she pulled out a loaf of bread, a fresh jar of JFG mayonnaise, a sharp kitchen knife, and a salt and pepper shaker.

She walked to the back of the truck picked out the prettiest tomatoes from one of the baskets went back up and began slicing, spreading and handing out our lunch, tomato and mayonnaise sandwiches.

From a little cooler dad pulled out for each of us a bottle of pop, there was an assortment, grape, strawberry, orange, and an RC Cola.

We all pulled up a piece of ground, sat around, each telling little stories on one another, laughter seemed to overtake us as we looked at all the tomatoes on the truck. It sunk in for the ladies especially that the biggest part of the work was yet to come. Many of those tomatoes had to be canned but there was still work to do in the field before that task could begin.

As I sliced through a red-ripened garden-grown tomato to fill a plate to take to church last Sunday, my mind wondered back through those fields of my childhood, to that place where we once toiled, sang and laughed together. The work was hard and hot but because we worked together, it seemed so easy at the time. The shared experience made it something I wish I could reach back and do again, not for the sake of the work but for the fellowship that we shared while doing it, for the lessons learned, for the moments in time that will ever be within me.

Amazing how something such as slicing a tomato will bring one such joyous memories.

From Randall's book "A Mountain Pearl."


What is honor?

How does one acquire it? Is honor a cloak that you can put on and take off at will?

I would say that honor is something that you acquire over time, much like putting on layers of clothes in the winter to stay warm. Once the layers are in place, you find yourself warm and

Webster defines honor with a list of terms, including: respectful regard, esteem, worship, reputation, exalted rank, fame, magnanimity, scorn of meanness, self-respect, chastity, an outward mark of high esteem and glory.

Through the Congressional Medal of Honor, our country pays tribute to our soldiers who show valor in action against an enemy force.

There is a proverb, which says, “Ease and honor are seldom bedfellows.”

I believe that there are many honorable people left in this world, although they are becoming harder to find.

Many people who cloak themselves in years of honor can at times find the weight of the layers a difficult load to bear. As the temperature rises, for some they begin to toss the layers aside to suit their personal needs and feelings.

It was poet Nicholas Boileau who said, “Honor is like an island, rugged and without a beach; once we have left it, we can never return.”

I tend to agree — once you begin to throw off the layers, you are on the road to no longer being an honorable person. Unfortunately in life we find these in every walk of life. It is difficult to tell at times when someone is fully cloaked in honor or casting off his garments. Of course, there are many who simply never bothered to get dressed at all.

To describe those who truly have honor, I lean towards the words of Scott O’ Grady: “It wasn't the reward that mattered or the recognition you might harvest. It was your depth of commitment, your quality of service, the product of your devotion — these were the things that counted in a life. When you gave purely, the honor came in the giving, and that was honor enough.”

Mark Twain said, “It is better to deserve honors and not have them than to have them and not deserve them.”

It is sad in life when one does not receive the respect or recognition he or she has worked to receive, but one can find solace in the fact that if you remain layered in the fabric of honor, you are the better person for it.


Sharing memories with the Oak Ridge Boys
Country Music Hall of Fame members the Oak Ridge Boys have entertained fans around the world for more than 40 years including numerous U.S. Presidents. They have earned every award in the industry.

From their roots in southern gospel to their chart-topping career in country music, the Oaks have become one of America’s most beloved music groups.

“When the lights dim, the theme music begins to play, and our band members begin to take up their positions, it’s just as exciting today as it has always been throughout our long history,” said Joe Bonsall, tenor of the group and author of On the Road with The Oak Ridge Boys. “We know that people have gathered to hear us sing our songs, and we never take one person in the audience for granted.”

The Oaks got their start back in the 1940s when a group from Knoxville, Tennessee began performing country and gospel music in the town of Oak Ridge, where the atomic bomb was being developed. Over the years, the group gained popularity and soon appeared on the stage of the Grand Ole Opry. From there, members came and went but in 1973, the current group of Bonsall, William Lee Golden, Duane Allen, and Richard Sterban began singing together, and the rest is history.

“Through all these many miles we’ve traveled and everything we’ve been through together for more than 40 years, we haven’t really changed much as we’ve gotten older,” Bonsall said. “Singing, doing things right, honoring God and families in our lives... these things are still what really matter the most to each of us.”

In On the Road with The Oak Ridge Boys, Bonsall takes readers on a backstage tour of life in the country music industry and the multi-faceted career of the Oaks. Through colorful stories and a touch of nostalgia, Bonsall shares about the history behind the group, introduces readers to each of the Oaks, and gives readers a front row seat to what it’s like to travel the country in a tour bus equipped with lounges, technology, and multiple television sets. He also shares numerous stories of legendary fans (like 100-year-old Addaline Huff) as well as celebrities the Oaks have sung for and rubbed shoulders with throughout the years, including country stars like Garth Brooks and Kenny Rogers and Presidents from Gerald Ford to George W. Bush.

“When we’re asked about our most memorable moments as Oak Ridge Boys, we often recall the honor of singing in the White House and our friendships with many of our nation’s presidents,” Bonsall said. “And why not? It’s simply the truth that these events have provided us with some of our greatest memories.”

Over the decades, the Oaks have recorded and sung hundreds of songs, with their runaway hit, “Elvira,” racing to the top of the charts in 1981. “Elvira” crossed over into the pop market and the song won every applicable music award. The Oaks even found themselves at one time singing it with the prestigious Mormon Tabernacle Choir. Today, contemporary groups are still singing “Elvira,” even on the stage at the Grand Ole Opry. 

“Our little song has passed down through the generations,” Bonsall said. “Perhaps it’s a big reason The Oak Ridge Boys are still around. Our music, our shows, and our own American spirit have been passed down from grandparents to parents to young couples and even on to their children. We see them all at our shows—still singing ‘Elvira’ with the Boys!”

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Karen Peck urges us to "Pray Now"

In her latest project Karen Peck & New River are speaking on the power of prayer and the many ways in which it has touched lives.
“Pray Now”  is Karen’s first release since her Dove winner “Revival.”

Pray Now was produced by Wayne Haun and includes songs written by Karen Peck Gooch, Kenna West, Gerald Crabb, Jason Cox and many more. The first single and title track, ‘Pray Now,’ shipped to radio in March and already charted.

No doubt the most popular mixed trio in gospel music, Karen Peck and New River including also her sister Susan Jackson and Jeff Hawes are a music powerhouse in the music industry. Karen was also recipient of the Susan Unthank Memorial Award, an award given by Absolutely Gospel Music only to women who have excelled in their work in a man's world. Karen had a feature role in the hit movie "Joyful Noise”, starring Dolly Parton and Queen Latifah. New River's hit song "Four Days Late” has become a classic in Gospel music. 

Accompanying the CD, they also release a new music video “Pray Now” which will warm the hearts of any gospel music fan.

Karen sees the timing of her new song and video as an opportunity to make a difference as tensions are  high in places around our nation. Whether at a flag pole, in a church, in an auditorium, or just together in our hearts the one thing we all need is prayer.

"We have drawn such strength by praying The Lord's Prayer every day. Let's bind together and pray for each other, our leaders, and our country. Will you share this video and help us to spread the word of encouragement and hope through our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ? He answers prayer!!”

With the trial of Karen's husband, Ricky, undergoing cancer treatment this song and video have touched Karen and her family in a very personal way and it is sure to touch you wherever you are in life.
This timely message resonates with a world searching for hope and encouragement that can only be found in the Lord.

“It amazes me how at times God provides the perfect message through song in such a way that we can’t deny it’s His doing,” said Scott Godsey, VP & Director of A&R at Daywind Records. 

Pray Now is available at Christian retail stores across the country and digitally at iTunes and other outlets.

You can view the video by using the following link: .
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An American composer
I was recently saddened to learn of the passing of one of America’s lesser known Christmas composers – Benjamin “Tex” Logan, 87.

Wilma Lee and Stoney Cooper, Mike Seeger, The Lilly Brothers and Don Stover, The Charles River Boys, Peter Rowan and the Green Grass Gringos and his Northeast Seaboard Blues Band.

It was that relationship that created the opportunity for one of his songs to become a Monroe standard – “Christmas Time’s A Comin’” released in 1951. It had been recorded prior by his band but it was Monroe’s version that would carry it around the world.

Christmas carols are an amazing part of the Christmas season but this particular one seemed to fit the country music genre perfectly eventually gaining cuts from most of the major stars, among them Johnny Cash, Dolly Parton, Ricky Skaggs, and the Oak Ridge Boys and even the cast of TV’s “In the Heat of the Night.”

After the Heat cast recorded the song, the late Carroll O’Connor chose it as the title cut for the CD saying it was the perfect selection.

The beautiful picture of the mountain home with holly in the window, white candle burning, bells a ringin’ evoked an image in the mind of any with a rural background of their childhood memories of home and a desire to quickly return.

Tex Logan and Randall Franks on stage in Nashville.

I was blessed as a Blue Grass Boy myself to know of Tex’s talents through most of my life, I was greatly honored to be among those with him as he was honored with the IBMA Distinguished Achievement Award in 2010. I was even more honored when he joined me at the Grand Master Fiddler Championship in Nashville to share some experiences about his career with the other fiddlers and the audience.

Of course this was not the only composition he created. Many artists also recorded his song “Diamond Joe.”
But like James Pierpoint’s “Jingle Bells,” despite the fact the days of us riding along in horse drawn sleighs are long behind us, we still sing the song. I think that as long as there is a memory of a little mountain home somewhere, there will be someone singing Tex’s song.

So this year when Christmas rolls around and you hear the song on country radio or perhaps play it at your own family gathering, remember Tex Logan and say a prayer for his family as they sing it for the first time without him.


A moment with Roe and Eden
Barbara Eden and Tommy Roe

The musical legend Tommy Roe and TV star Barbara Eden recently came together capturing a moment from the golden age of television and the golden age of pop-rock, when Roe presented Eden, television’s “Jeannie,” with the Timeless Beauty Award, bestowed by the Hollywood Beauty Awards. The 1st Hollywood Beauty Awards were held Feb. 15, at the historic Fonda Theatre in Hollywood.

Roe said he was honored to be a part of the 1st Hollywood Beauty Awards, but even more honored to be a part of presenting the Timeless Beauty Award to television icon Barbara Eden, an award he says she especially deserved.

“Barbara is well known as Jeannie on the hit TV series ‘I Dream of Jeannie,’ but her body of work spans decades and is well documented as one of the most illustrious careers in Hollywood. She has also won many prestigious awards and her generosity when it comes to her charity work is second to none,” said Roe. “My wife, Josette, and I have known Barbara and her husband Jon for years, and consider their friendship very special.”

Roe is the singer-songwriter behind genre-defining hits “Sheila” (1962) and “Dizzy” (1969), both of which are certified at more than 2 million airplays. In addition to “Sheila” and “Dizzy”, Roe helped define the 1960s music scene with a string of Billboard Top 10 hits, including “Everybody”, “Sweet Pea” and “Hurray for Hazel”. Eden was the star of the hit television series “I Dream of Jeannie” which aired for five seasons from 1965 to 1970, and in Flaming Star (1960) alongside Elvis Presley.

The 1st Hollywood Beauty Awards were presented by LATF, a daily news site and monthly online magazine covering entertainment and lifestyle content worldwide. Information about the HBAs is available on the LATF Web site,

Tommy had a total of eleven records reach the Billboard top forty, and twenty three Billboard top 100 chart records. With similar chart success in England, and throughout Europe, Asia, and Australia, Tommy is considered one of the early pioneers of American pop culture. Born Thomas David Roe, on May 9, 1942, in Atlanta, Georgia, Roe, who is sometimes known as the "father of bubble-gum music," has sold more than 60 million records, including six Top 10 hits, and four Gold Records.


Fear itself

“We have nothing to fear but fear itself” were some words that the late President Franklin D. Roosevelt shared with the nation at a time when the people were in need of comfort.

Do you ever find yourself afraid?

It manifests itself differently sometimes depending on the circumstances.

In some folks their insides curl up and squirm; the heart beats faster; there is and increased sensitivity to everything in their environment, while others feel trapped within themselves sinking into crying or freezing from dread.

I have felt fear several times in my life. There is what we may consider good fears - those spurred from watching a scary film or TV show or going through a haunted house. I did that quite a bit as a youth but find myself steering away from that now.

There are also fears that tell us when we are steering from the path we should be on whether physically or spiritually.

I know that I have felt this in both cases, it is sort of a sixth sense that you need to be cautious and aware.

Do we always listen to the fear? No at times we don’t and sometimes that is to our detriment and other times it is to our benefit.

I am sure that many people who serve and protect us experience a sense of fear as they do their various jobs as police, fire fighters and military but they must overcome them to help others.

As individuals we can sometimes allow our fears to become so pervasive that they dominate our lives. From a fear of germs we are constantly using antibacterial lotion; from a fear of making a mistake, we check a job over again and again.

From childhood I have fought to overcome fears - fears of being bullied by others, fears of failure, fears of not being good enough. I have awakened in the night in a cold sweat, heart beating fast, stomach in knots, simply afraid. I fear the consequences of something I have said; some perceived error in judgment, failure in character, shortcoming that makes me feel inadequate in the goals I have set for myself or in the expectations of others.

These have not all brought on the extreme fear reaction mentioned above but they are all concerns that I think each of us face in our own way at some point in our lives.

Fear can be an all-consuming force that will destroy our lives if allowed but if recognized for the barometer it is meant to be, fear is there to help protect us.

For me, when I find myself with a spirit of fear invading my well being when it is especially unwarranted, I stop and pray for God to ease the fear and forgive me for whatever known or unknown action may have brought it about.

While this does not eliminate the ultimate possibility that whatever was feared may come to pass, it does help center my mind, body and spirit back to where it needs to be - on God.

Everyone makes mistakes that could throw our lives into unanticipated turmoil and bring on that sense of fear for the consequences, the measure of each of us, is how we face those fears.


James Best and Randall Franks

Sheriff Rosco – “Good googly oogly”
While Friday nights during youth are often filled with dates or an evening out with friends, for much of my generation, there was an hour set aside for an evening in with friends - “The Dukes of Hazzard.”

The show became a regular part of the lives of many viewers and the characters became an extension of family.
The squeaky clean family entertainment filled with car chases, pretty girls such as Daisy Duke (Catherine Bach) and funny situations enhanced by the talents of the amazing cast members such as James Besr (Sheriff Rosco P. Coltrane) , Sonny Shroyer (Enos Strate) Sorrell Booke (Boss Hogg) and Denver Pyle (Uncle Jesse) made it a favorite for young males and I am sure the Duke boys – Bo and Luke (John Schneider and Tom Wopat) were a favorite among the young female viewers.

I seldom missed an hour with this unusual collection of characters that kept Hazzard County humming with misadventures.

I never imagined as I watched, that one day I might come to know many of these talented actors as I pursued my own acting and performance career. Actors who have appeared on Southern shows often find themselves making the same rounds so to speak with personal appearances or guest star roles in films and television.

Since co-starring on “In the Heat of the Night,” I have been honored to come to know many cast members doing country music appearances with Tom, personal appearances with Ben Jones (Cooter), working with Peggy Rea (Lulu Hogg) on “Grace Under Fire” and co-starring with John in the film “Lukewarm.” My work on “In the Heat of the Night” brought me together with Sonny, James, and Byron Cherry (Coy Duke).

I was deeply saddened by the passing of James “Jimmie” (1926-2015) When we met on the set while he played “Nathan Bedford” in “Sweet, Sweet Blues,” I was blessed to be able to spend much of his off-camera time with Jimmie talking about many of his experiences working on shows such as “The Andy Griffith Show,” “The Twilight Zone,” and with legends such as Gene Autry and Jimmy Stewart.

As I was young in my acting work, Jimmie gave me a great deal of encouragement.  I have called him the greatest actor of the 20th century, and after watching his roles in countless episodics and movies, with each one, his talents always stole the scene. To have someone of that level of talent to share a bit of wisdom and advice with you, it makes a difference. That is especially true when their most endearing role was a big part of your youth. Jimmie’s Rosco kept me in stitches as I laughed at his antics with Enos, created by my other dear friend Sonny and Boss Hogg.

It is safe to say my life would have been much different without the influence of “The Dukes of Hazzard” and the friendships offered me through the years by its stars.
Jimmie was a class act one of the greatest who ever appeared on film and television.

I encourage you to visit his website and get his book “Best in Hollywood” or one of his original pieces of art at 


Digging out from beneath

Sometimes there are points in life when one reflects on topics that bring worry, sadness, concern or even depression.

They can pile up on our mind like leaves falling from the trees in autumn covering the roots that feed our soul.
Beneath the pile it gets hard to see a way out of the depths. Even the beauty of the arrival of spring or families gathering to celebrate the joy of days such as Easter, which normally should uplift our spirits, can also find a reason weigh down upon the pile.

I wish I could say, it’s a beautiful day, so go buy a rake and bag up the leaves, so the flowers that are emerging beneath the tree can shoot their blossoms up with greater ease.

But oftentimes, we find that beneath the leaves the potential has withered due to the heavy covering.

It is in times like these, spiritually that I must make effort to connect even more to the roots beneath those leaves - the people who care about me, and the Word of God which is the main food of my soul.

By engaging in the Word and in the lives of those around me, especially those who need a helping hand, I find that I can breath again and the layers of sadness and concern seem to weigh less heavily.

The problems that seemed so heavy are lightened when compared with the needs of others.

As I reach out to help, the worry that permeated each moment seeming to take my breath is replaced by the effort to make a difference for others.

Sometimes when we feel like we are trapped down in the mine, the only way to feel less trapped is to join those who are trying to dig us out of the hole.

We can make a difference in the world even when we don’t feel we can, in fact sometimes we will find ourselves in the reactions and response of others as we work to make things better around us.
So head to the hardware store, buy a rake, a shovel, and anything else you need to make the world around you better and get to it.

You may find those heavy feelings replaced by hope, kindness and enthusiasm.


The Browns to the Country Music Hall of Fame

The announcements came recently for this year’s additions to the Country Music Hall of Fame including Jim Ed Brown and the Browns, the Oak Ridge Boys and musician Grady Martin. I was glad to see all these performers receive this honor.
"This is all very overwhelming not just for me, but for the Brown family" said Jim Ed Brown. "Receiving this honor with my sisters, Maxine and Bonnie, is something I had dreamed about for years, but never knew if it would happen or not. Fame is fleeting, hit records change every week, award show winners and nominees change every year, but being inducted into the Country Music Hall of Fame will be forever!"
CMA created the Country Music Hall of Fame in 1961 to recognize noteworthy individuals for their outstanding contributions to the format with Country Music's highest honor.

Jim Ed Brown and his family trio The Browns helped define an era while also taking Country Music to wider, more cosmopolitan audiences.

Jim Ed (born April 1, 1934 in Sparkman, Ark.), Maxine (born April 27, 1931 in Campti, La.) and Bonnie (July 31, 1937 in Sparkman, Ark.) got their start performing at church and social functions as teenagers in Southwestern Arkansas.

Perhaps the most important vocal group of the Nashville Sound era, The Browns' harmonies were among the most influential of the time, immediately influencing groups like the Beatles and the Osborne Brothers. And the trio's take on what Country Music can aspire to be can still be felt decades later in the music of modern vocal groups like Lady Antebellum and Little Big Town.

Maxine signed up Jim Ed for a talent contest on Little Rock radio station KLRA's "Barnyard Frolic." Brown didn't win, but he was invited to join the cast. Maxine eventually joined him on a stage and the two found quick success as a duo, landing a spot on the popular and influential "Louisiana Hayride" in 1954 and recording "Looking Back to See," a surprise hit that rose to No. 8 on Billboard's Country chart.

Bonnie filled out the trio by joining formally in 1955 and The Browns quickly scored another hit with "Here Today and Gone Tomorrow." It was an exciting time for the siblings, as chronicled in Maxine's autobiography Looking Back to See and famed author Rick Bass' fictionalized account of their lives,Nashville Chrome. They found themselves on the road with good friend Elvis Presley early in their career and helped establish Nashville as Music City, USA, along with acts like Presley and the Everly Brothers. Together they all pushed the boundaries of popular music.

They signed with RCA Records in 1955, teaming with legendary producer Chet Atkins, and eventually recorded 250 sides with the label, including sizeable hits "I Take the Chance" and "I Heard the Bluebirds Sing." They toured the U.S. relentlessly during this period and also went to Europe with fellow RCA acts.

he Browns reached new levels of popularity with the recording of 1959's "The Three Bells," a song originally performed by Edith Piaf in France. The song displayed The Browns' willingness to explore folk and pop modes in their music and the public responded, making it No. 1 on the pop and Country charts. It even rose to No. 10 on the R&B charts, showing its universal appeal.

The song and subsequent hits like "The Old Lamplighter" also
proved widely popular and led the group to huge television appearance opportunities including "The Ed Sullivan Show," "American Bandstand," and "The Perry Como Show."

The Browns: Bonnie, Jim Ed and Maxine
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After initial friction because of their pop leanings, The Browns joined the Grand Ole Opry in 1963. The trio, which was occasionally augmented by younger sister Norma, formally disbanded in 1967 when Maxine and Bonnie chose to retire to raise their young families.

The Browns have made occasional appearances over the years, recording a reunion album in the mid-1980s and appearing on the Opry. Jim Ed, meanwhile, remains a beloved figure in Nashville. He continued his solo career after the trio separated, scoring Top 10 hits like signature songs "Pop a Top," "Morning," "Southern Living," "Sometime Sunshine," and "It's That Time of Night."
Jim Ed Brown managed to recapture the magic of boy-girl harmony again in 1976 when he began recording duets with Helen Cornelius. They were named the CMA Vocal Duo of the Year in 1977 and recorded memorable hits like "I Don't Want to Have to Marry You," which went to No. 1; "Saying Hello, Saying I Love You, Saying Goodbye"; "Lying In Love With You"; "Fools"; and "Morning Comes Too Early."

Brown hosted a number of television shows in the 1980s, including the contest show "You Can Be a Star," and has remained a notable figure in Nashville, occasionally appearing on the Opry and hosting "Country Music Greats Radio Show" for more than a decade.

I encourage you to seek out and learn more about the Browns…


60 Years of Lessons Learned with Ronnie Reno

I have had the honor of knowing and admiring the work of Bluegrass personality Ronnie Reno for much of my own career.

I was honored to appear on his popular TV Show “Reno’s Old Time Music Festival” many years ago. As an award-winning television producer, his show was the first nationally broadcast show featuring Bluegrass music, earning him a prestigious Cable Ace nomination and the nickname the Dick Clark of bluegrass.

His new show, “Reno’s Old Time Music,” airs in prime time on Saturday nights on RFD-TV with 1.2 million monthly viewers.

Ronnie is celebrating 60 years in entertainment with the release of his new album, LESSONS LEARNED. It is Reno’s first album in nearly a decade and his debut album on Rural Rhythm Records. Reno’s singer/songwriting talents really shine on this 11-song album containing 9 songs penned by Reno. Among the titles are Lower Than Lonesome, Lessons Learned, I Think Of You, Sweet Rosa Lee, Deep Part Of Your Heart, Reno’s Mando Magic, Reno & Smiley classic Trail Of Sorrow, All That’s Worth Remembering, Our Last Goodbye, Bad News At Home, and the Lefty Frizzell classic Always Late with David Frizzell. Each song tells a story about life, love and relationships that pull from his
rich experiences as an artist, songwriter and TV host.

The CD features the Reno Tradition including Mike Scott - banjo; Heath Van Winkle - bass; John Maberry - mandolin; and Steve Day - fiddle, Ronnie’s current band and the house band on his TV show. Reno’s warm passionate vocals are combined with harmony vocals by Heath Van Winkle and award-winning vocalist Sonya Isaacs. 

Over the past 60 years, Reno has had one of the most colorful, diverse and distinguished careers in the music industry — the lineage of which is a study of both traditional country and bluegrass music history. His musical talents have provided the foundation for a long list of seminal performers in both genres, including Reno & Smiley, the Osborne Brothers, Merle Haggard, the Reno Brothers, Willie Nelson, Johnny Cash and many others. As a songwriter, his music was cut by artists such as Vassar Clements, Sammi Smith and Merle Haggard, and his song “Boogie Grass Band” was a pivotal #1 smash hit for Conway Twitty.

I encourage you to learn more about Ronnie by ordering some of his music or watching his television show. Visit to learn more. 


New music coming from country’s Conlee and Tucker
Two country music stars have some new musical adventures ahead.

Grand Ole Opry star John Conlee is releasing a new emotional single entitled ““Walkin’ Behind The Star,” released on his own RCR (Rose Colored Records).

The song was written by Nashville industry veterans Ronnie Scaife and Phil Thomas, who collaborated on the Johnny Paycheck hits “Colorado Cool Aid” and “Me and the IRS.”
The touching lyrics were inspired by Phil’s grandfather and great-grandfather, both of whom served in their local sheriff’s department.

“Recent deadly attacks against the people who keep us safe is unprecedented in America and I wanted to sing this song in honor of their sacrifice and willingness to serve,” Conlee said.
Conlee said he was touched by the song’s honesty.

“Walkin’ Behind The Star,“ can be found on his upcoming release Classics 2, which will feature some new material along with many of Conlee’s latter classics.

The set features Conlee hits such as “Harmony,” “Mama’s Rockin’ Chair” and “Hit The Ground Runnin.” 

Conlee recently celebrated the 36th anniversary of his breakthrough hit “Rose Colored Glasses,” and can be found on the road throughout 2015 as well as the stage of the Grand Ole Opry, where he has been a member since 1981 and through which I was honored to come to know John. 

Learn more about John and his latest at

One of the earlier stars who I heard coming out of my parents  car radio was Tanya Tucker, with her first recording Alex Harvey’s classic Delta Dawn in 1972. I never imagined that teen star would be someone I would appear at country events with years later.

While she has taken time off these last few years to raise her children, but the legendary songstress is now prepping to hit the road once again.

"I’ve taken a few years off and it is time to get back on the road," Tucker said.  "I am really excited to perform all the hits that the fans love so much, and sing a few new songs that I have been working on.”

A new tour and new music is slated for release later this year, Tucker has enjoyed an incredible career that garnered her four Platinum albums, eight Gold albums, and hits such as “The Jamestown Ferry,” “Down To My Last Teardrop,” and “Soon.”  In 1991, after almost two decades in the business, the CMA rightfully recognized her unique talents with Female Vocalist of the Year.

You can find out more about Tanya, at


Is the more to the future or the past?

My brother asked me recently, ‘Are you living in the past?’ I often do find myself lingering within my memories. As time passes, I think it is easy to place more emphasis on what has gone by in your life than what is ahead.

That is probably especially so for someone who spends a great deal of time writing. You depend on your memories of experiences, people, places to bring your writing to life, add color, excitement and depth.

The summer days running through a spraying sprinkler with friends with slippery green grass beneath you bare feet. A call from the porch brings us running and dripping as my folks cut up an ice cold watermelon on the back porch handing a piece to each of the kids. As we smiled while chewing it to the deep green rind the red juice ran down our faces and hands leaving us so sticky but oh so satisfied.

Standing outside the closed green apartment door, I wait for my first date to or someone to answer it. Fearing that I was going to do something that would embarrass her and I in some way as the evening progressed. And finally when the evening was over the success finding that I didn’t make a fool of myself and there was some hope she might actually like me.

Looking out from behind the deep burgundy curtains to see one of the first audiences for which I would perform at my elementary school, feeling my heart beat faster and faster; hearing the parents and students talk amongst themselves as the play came close to the curtain opening.

Standing outside the tour bus anxiously waiting to catch a glimpse or maybe even shake the hand of an icon as he entered the Cathedral Caverns to record an album. I had not yet met the man who would play such a huge role in my life - Bill Monroe.

Looking across the wooded area where we were filming to see the arrival of television icon Carroll O’Connor and never being able to imagine the impact these steps would have on the rest of my life.

Holding the hands of my father and mother as they stepped through to the other side leaving their shared memories, deepest cares, greatest concerns, highest hopes and wonderful dreams with me.

I have been in the midst of writing a book series that has kept me embedded in the past for a couple of years now. It has provided me with some wonderful times folding myself into the past. It can be a great inspiration to look back and it can also bring great sorrow if one dwells more on what is gone than what is to be.

With the conclusion of the writing stage of my Encourager book series coming to a close, I am hopeful and excited to be looking towards the future to create new opportunities, new adventures and new memories to write about someday.

Each day that dawns gives us the chance to write another chapter in our life or the life of another we may not even have met yet. Will you use the day to create a great adventure and make a difference?


Country talents on tour - Gilley and Fortune

A illuminating part of my early career was participating in the Country Music Association’s Country Music Fan Fair in Nashville, Tenn.
I will never forget the years that Mickey Gilley’s booth was next to Grand Ole Opry stars Jim and Jesse. Jim and Jesse's booth is where I started meeting fans before I earned one of my own.

It was just a few years after the height of the popularity of the film “Urban Cowboy” starring John Travolta and Debra Winger, and was filmed at and based on Gilley’s Nightclub in Pasadena, Texas which was known as the world’s biggest honky tonk.  The film included a cameo by Mickey Gilley, plus a few of his recordings were featured on the star-studded soundtrack that included songs by Kenny Rogers, The Charlie Daniels Band, Bonnie Raitt, Jimmy Buffett, Eagles, Anne Murray and other acclaimed artists.

Mickey and all those who worked with him through his club Gilleys were riding high. It was such a thrill to spend the time next to Johnny Lee, Dallas star Charlene Tilton and the other who were visiting with fans from the both.

These thought came rushing back to me when I heard Mickey was launching his North American concert tour, dedicated to the 35th anniversary of his iconic “Urban Cowboy” single.  He will appear across the country and each show will include Gilley’s greatest hits as well as a pre-show video presentation on his exceptional life and career.

“I’ve been in the music industry for more than 50 years now, and it never gets old,” he said. “I look forward to the areas we’ll be visiting during the tour, and celebrating the Urban Cowboy anniversary. I’m truly honored by the continued support of fans over the years.”

Grammy-winning Mickey Gilley has scored 17 No. One hits, 39 Top Ten singles and 8 ten Top Ten albums.  Notable songs for the six-time ACM winner include “Room Full of Roses,” “I Overlooked an Orchid,” “City Lights,” “Window Up Above,” “Stand by Me,” and “Don’t the Girls All Get Prettier at Closing Time.”

Mickey Gilley has released more than 30 albums, and has a star along the Hollywood Walk of Fame.  He is a member of the National Traditional Country Music Hall of Fame and Louisiana Music Hall of Fame.  The legendary singer and his famous cousins, Jerry Lee Lewis and Jimmy Swaggart, are proud Delta Music Hall of Fame members.

Learn more to find out if his tour is coming near you by visiting

Country Music Award Shows were always a great opportunity to meet other country stars that an artist might not get to appear with on the road. Standing back stage one day looking out at the rehearsals, now Country Music Hall of Famer Jimmy Fortune walked up beside me and we met for the first time.
Though many years have passed from that initial meeting in the days when he was a member of the Statler Brothers, we have kept in touch and I am excited to say he is also hard at work on the road. He’s known as one of the most distinctive tenor singers in the history of Country Music, with a resume that includes CMA and IBMA Awards, Gold and Platinum records.

Fortune first came to the attention of Country Music fans in 1982, when he was selected to replace Lew DeWitt as the tenor singer of the legendary Statler Brothers. The singer spent two decades with the group until their retirement in October 2002.
Fortune’s songwriting helped to give the quartet some of their biggest hits, such as “Elizabeth,” “My Only Love,” “Too Much On My Heart” and “More Than A Name On A Wall.” Since embarking on a solo career, Fortune has released the well-received albums When One Door Closes and I Believe. 
He also continues to flourish as a songwriter, with collaborations with such tunesmiths as Bill Anderson, Kenny Beard, and Kevin Denney. It was with Denney and Tom Botkin that he wrote “On The Other Side,” which was recorded by Bluegrass superduo Dailey and Vincent, and netted the trio an award for Recorded Gospel Song of the Year from the International Bluegrass Music Association (IBMA).

I encourage you to learn more about his show dates and what’s new with Jimmy, visit,


Marking 60 years of music - the Gatlin Brothers

A sound synonymous with country radio when I was coming up is that of three brothers Larry, Steve and Rudy, Larry Gatlin & the Gatlin Brothers have been dazzling 
audiences for 60 years and they are bringing that sound to audiences celebrating the milestone.  It all began in 1955, when Larry was six, Steve was four, and Rudy was two. Their music has taken them around the world endearing millions of fans,

"We’re not calling it a farewell or a final tour.  We’re calling it the 60th Anniversary Celebration,” Larry said. “By no means are we retiring, but after this tour, we are going to slow down a little bit.
 The promoters are going to have to want us about three times more than they want us right now.”

After performing as youths, Larry went to college to study law. He sought new musical opportunities auditioning for Elvis Presley’s backup singers – The Imperials. That door did not open but he found a champion in the talents of country singer Dottie West through the experience who encouraged him to begin writing songs.

After the gig in Vegas, Larry went home to Houston, wrote eight songs, sent them to Dottie, and she sent him a plane ticket to Nashville.

Through Dottie, Larry met Kris Kristofferson, who opened doors for Larry’s first record deal at Monument Records yielding - The Pilgrim.  

Steve and Rudy moved to Nashville in 1975 and teamed up with brother Larry to form Larry Gatlin & the Gatlin Brothers.  It wasn’t a year before the hits began rolling in beginning with the chart-topping success of the Grammy-winning "Broken Lady."  The hits continued throughout the rest of the decade, with seven more number one songs: "I Don’t Wanna Cry," "I Just Wish You Were Someone I Love," "Statues Without Hearts," "Love Is Just
A Game," "All The Gold in California," "Houston (Means I'm One Day Closer To You)" and "Night Time Magic."  In addition to being inducted into the Grand Ole Opry, the trio was nominated for awards by the Country Music Association, the Academy of Country Music and the Music City News Awards, among others.
 "We won some of 'em too," Larry said.
A new Gospel album on Curb Records, titled, Larry Gatlin & the Gatlin Brothers 60th Anniversary Celebration is currently in the works.

"We were going to call the album, The Gospel According to Gatlin because some of the new songs are a little edgy, a little bit different.  Then we realized it was our 60th anniversary, so we went with that as the title" Larry said. "Steve and Rudy and I didn't get where we are by playing it safe. We have always pushed the envelope, we have always crossed borders others were afraid to cross and we're not going to stop now... and that is the Gospel According to Gatlin."

I encourage you to check out their music or see a concert, it will be well worth your time.

"We're not cutting back because we can't draw a crowd or that we can't sing anymore. Today, we sound just like we did 40 years ago.... pretty dad-burn good,” Larry said. “We're not being run out of the business.  We're not going broke.  We're not down to bread and milk money. We just think it's time to do some other things, slow down a little bit, and do it with class and dignity – on our own terms. 

"There are other priorities in life. I have two granddaughters. Brother Steve has seven grandchildren and Rudy has two kids,” he said. “We still love the fans and the road and we still love to sing but we want to spend more quality time with our families. We are grateful to God for our fabulous run and we can't wait to see what else He has in store." 

 For more information, visit

Lee Greenwood Instills patriotism

I have had the honor to know the talented Lee Greenwood for much of my country music career.

He has earned multiple CMA and ACM Awards, a GRAMMY for Top Male Vocal Performance on "I.O.U," in 1985, and seven No. 1 hits, and thirty-eight singles including songs like “Ring On Her Finger, Time On Her Hands,” “Dixie Road,” and “Somebody’s Gonna Love You.”

His gift to our country is one of the most performed patriotic songs of the last century “God Bless the USA.” It has been in the top five on the country singles charts three times (1991, 2001 and 2003), giving it the distinction of being the only song in any genre of music to achieve that feat. It was also No. 1 on the pop charts after 9/11.

The song was penned from his heart in the back of his tour bus in 1983

He is now focusing on encouraging our youngest generation with pride in our country through his latest book - Proud To Be An American.

The book marks his third professional work as an author, and features  poignant lyrics from "God Bless The USA" paired with colorful, thought-provoking illustrations by Amanda Sekulow. The book also includes a FREE song download, and its foreword tells the true story of his childhood upbringing that led him to become an American patriot:

"Growing up on my grandparents farm in California gave me an appreciation for folks who worked hard and got by on very little,” he wrote “My grandparents lost their farm after government regulations prevented them from farming the more profitable fields. But they didn't question why it happened; they just started a new business.

“They believed no matter what difficulties we experienced, we would be okay because we were free. ‘America is still the greatest country on earth,’ he said. As you sit reading the words of my song to your child or grandchild in my new book, it is my hope that young and old alike will feel tremendous pride in being citizens of the United States of America,” he wrote.

This project from Clovercroft Publishing in Franklin, Tenn.will be available Memorial Day Weekend. The son of a World War II veteran, his authentic life-long patriotism of the United States compelled him to write two former books, Does God Still Bless The USA: A Plea For A Better America (2012), and God Bless The USA: Biography of A Song (1993).

In conjunction with the release of Proud To Be An American, Greenwood will continue his long-standing position as the National Ambassador for Helping A Hero, a non-profit organization committed to providing specially-adapted housing and support to military personnel severely injured in the war on terror. Greenwood first appeared at a Helping A Hero event in January 2012 as part of ABC's “Extreme Makeover: Home Edition,” where he sang the iconic anthem "God Bless The USA," for a Christmas tribute, while welcoming severe burn victim SSG (Ret) Shilo Harris to his new home. For the past three years, the music superstar has continued to be a part of numerous house-gifting and "Welcome Home" ceremonies, holiday concerts for veterans and their families, volunteer appreciation luncheons and more, bearing witness to the real-life struggles our servicemen and women face after returning from combat with life-altering injuries and emotional distress.

"I'm consistently blown away with the impact Helping A Hero makes on veterans and their families. To know that heroes like
 SPC (Ret) Jay Briseno, USAR in Manassas, VA, who was hit by a sniper and is semi-conscious as a result, now has a fully-accessible home that includes a lift system, a 300 sq. foot bathroom with a shower bed, heated towel warmers, and a therapy room for his daily physical therapy needs, really fuels my passion for helping those who have made such great sacrifices for our freedom. No one is more deserving of outreach and care than our nation's heroes, and I'm just grateful I can be a small part of giving back to them," he said.

For more information on Helping A Hero and to find out how you can contribute to the cause, please visit For more information on Lee Greenwood's “Proud To Be An American” children's book, please stay tuned for updates on his website at


Ray Price – his music still creates good times

One of country music’s greatest singers was the late Ray Price. Even now, over a year after his passing in 2013, his music continues to receive accolades through his 2014 CD “Beauty Is…” Price fought pancreatic cancer to complete his final album project with legendary producer and longtime friend Fred Foster.  Beauty Is ... the final sessions was released in April 2014. 

It debuted at #22 on Billboard's Top Country Albums chart. The CD garnered a unique Honorable Mention on's The 10 Best Country Albums of 2014 list, and grabbed the #1 spot on's Top 10 Albums list. 

His duet with Martina McBride, "An Affair To Remember," scored as #8 on the Hotdisc International Chart's Top 30 Most Popular Songs of 2014 list after three consecutive weeks at #1. His music is even finding new uses as ESPN-TV used  "For The Good Times” in College Football Playoff ads.

Price was a Texan from Peach who had a mastery of the sounds that appealed to audiences whether he was performing the classic honky-tonk sounds of the 1950s or the smooth string infused ballads of the 1960s and 70s.

His iconic Kris Kristofferson smash was "For The Good Times." Known by the  nickname of the Cherokee Cowboy, he charted over 100 times with 46 Top Ten hits, nine #1 singles and five #1 albums. 

He was a member of the Grand Ole Opry who enjoyed Gold and Platinum album sales, won two Grammy® awards, took home a CMA trophy, earned two ACM awards and his place in the Country Music Hall of Fame and in the Texas Country Music Hall of Fame. 

The latter of those, the Texas Country Music Hall of Fame is honoring him with a special exhibit entitled "For The Good Times” to be unveiled on Saturday, February 28 at the Texas Country Music Hall of Fame in Carthage, Texas.  The new display will feature over 60 of the star's personal items, and represents Ray's many career accomplishments and his lifelong commitment to his craft.  Following a 10 a.m. ribbon-cutting ceremony, fans can tour the exhibit for the day, free of charge.

The Texas Country Music Hall of Fame Band will provide entertainment, and numerous special guests are expected to appear throughout the day. 

Ray's widow, Janie Price, will be on hand to discuss the exhibit's special items and to sign autographs.

"With the excitement of his new CD, ‘Beauty Is ... the final sessions,’ the museum wanted to enhance Ray's display, and that tied in nicely with a 3,000 square-foot expansion to their existing exhibit space,” she said. "Ray was so proud that he was able to accomplish his dream of becoming an international star, but he was most proud to be a Texan, and to be able to give back to his home state.  To have this new exhibit so close to home, as we continue to write the last chapter in his life story, is a special honor."

If you do visit, you can also see the Tex Ritter Museum. Learn more at
Recently, a new single, "I Wish I Was 18 Again," was released. The CD, on Amerimonte Records, can be purchased at Cracker Barrel Old Country Store® locations, Hastings Stores, Wal-Mart, Amazon and other retailers. 


NBC and Dolly’s family films
I was recently pleased to discover that my former television home NBC is to partner with my longtime friend and former movie co-star Dolly Parton.

The network signed a development deal with the American icon for a series of films.

"I am so excited to be involved with my friend Bob Greenblatt, who produced the Broadway version of '9 to 5: The Musical' with me, and my longtime friend and former agent Sam Haskell,” Dolly said.  “We want to create projects for NBC that are both fun and inspirational with a family audience in mind."

In conjunction with production partner Sam Haskell of Magnolia Hill Entertainment and Warner Bros. Television, NBC will develop a slate of two-hour TV movies based on the songs, stories, and inspiring life of Dolly Parton.

The movies are aimed to appeal at the family audience, something greatly needed in the current television landscape and a perfect outlet for the moving storytelling created by Dolly.

"I don't know anyone in the world who doesn't love Dolly Parton, and the idea of developing television movies inspired by her incredible life and the stories she has sung about for decades is exciting to all of us at NBC," said Robert Greenblatt, Chairman, NBC Entertainment." I hope we will create some uplifting movies that the entire family can enjoy together, a genre of programming that still seems largely untapped on television."

Over the past 40 years, Parton has 41 albums that have reached the top 10 in the country charts - the most for any artist - as well as 25 albums have either been certified gold, platinum or multi-platinum. In addition, 110 singles have reached the country charts. She has won 10 Grammy Awards, 10 Country Music Assn. Awards and 7 Academy of Country Music Awards. In fact, Parton has been nominated for 46 Grammys as both she and Beyonce are the most Grammy-nominated women of all time.

 "We all feel so lucky to be in business with Dolly,” said Jennifer Salke, President, NBC Entertainment: “We're so excited about working with her to infuse these movies with her incredible work ethic and that genuine hopefulness and positive outlook that has been her trademark for years. And you can bet there will be a lot of her music in them too."

Dolly was twice nominated for an Oscar for her original songs "9 to 5" and "Travelin' Thru," for the film "Transamerica." As an actress, Parton was nominated for three Golden Globes and won two People's Choice Awards.

I am anxious to see what this partnership brings for all of us to enjoy. I pray it is something that will raise the bar of television and give other producers a goal for which to strive. 


A Constant Man of Music – Dr. Ralph Stanley
With each passing year, I look around and find fewer of my musical heroes still contributing to the great America music legacy.

I am honored to call Dr. Ralph Stanley a friend and to have produced and recorded with him.

When I heard he had brought together a new project for Cracker Barrel Old Country Store® with Red River Entertainment and Bob Frank Distribution, I just couldn’t wait to share the news.

“Man of Constant Sorrow” combine the three-time GRAMMY Award winner on songs with other performers who I am sure lined up for the chance to support him in the effort: Dierks Bentley, Elvis Costello, Del McCoury, Buddy Miller & Jim Lauderdale, Old Crow Medicine Show, Robert Plant, Ricky Skaggs, Nathan Stanley, Josh Turner, Gillian Welch & Dave Rawlings and Lee Ann Womack, while also performing two solo songs. Ronnie McCoury and Womack’s daughter, Aubrie Sellers, also appear on the album, along with Stanley’s band The Clinch
Mountain Boys. The 87-year old International Bluegrass Hall of Honor inductee recorded the album in Nashville with Miller and Lauderdale as producers.

“I've always enjoyed singing with other artists," said Stanley. "Everyone who joined me on this record did a fine job. I think this will be a project that my fans will really enjoy.”

Among the titles are  “We Shall Rise,”  “I Only Exist,”  “We’ll Be Sweethearts in Heaven,”   “Rank Stranger,”  “I Am the Man, Thomas,”  “White Dove,”  “Red Wicked Wine,”  “Pig in a Pen,”  “Two Coats,” “Brand New Tennessee Waltz,”  “Short Life of Trouble,”  “Hills of Home,” and “Man of Constant Sorrow.”

“Cracker Barrel is delighted to bring Dr. Ralph Stanley and Friends’ CD, Man of Constant Sorrow, to our guests,” said Cracker Barrel Marketing Manager Julie Craig. “The performances are wonderful, the music is timeless and the project is a great addition to our exclusive music program. We know our guests will look forward to discovering this album.”

When I was a boy, the sounds of Carter and Ralph Stanley – The Stanley Brothers of Virginia still dominated the bluegrass scene despite the passing of Carter in 1966. Ralph continued the tradition as a solo artist.

Through the years, he helped mentor several future bluegrass and country music artists who performed in his band before embarking on solo careers, including Ricky Skaggs, Larry Sparks and Keith Whitley.

In 1976, Stanley received an honorary doctorate from Lincoln Memorial University in Harrogate, Tenn., and he has been
known as “Dr. Ralph Stanley” ever since. Yale University gave him a second honorary Doctorate of Music degree in 2014.

President Ronald Reagan presented him with the National Heritage Award in 1984, elected into the International Bluegrass Hall of Honor in 1992 and inducted into the Grand Ole Opry in 2000. His performance of “O Death,” featured in the movie “O Brother, Where Art Thou?,” earned him his first GRAMMY Award in 2001 for Best Male Country Vocal Performance. The soundtrack album for that movie also earned Stanley both a GRAMMY Award and a CMA Award for Album of the Year.

He received the Living Legend Award from the Library of Congress and the National Medal of Arts from President George W. Bush and was elected as a fellow in the American Academy of Arts and Sciences in 2014.

He released his autobiography, Man of Constant Sorrow in 2009. His CD is now available exclusively at Cracker Barrel and online at for $11.99. The digital album also will be available for purchase at select digital retailers. For more information, visit


Grand Ole Opry’s Jim Ed Brown – In Style Again
It is not often that I become enthused by the release of a new music CD, but ever since I heard that my long-time friend Grand Ole Opry star Jim Ed Brown will have a new project, I have looked forward to it.

His new project “In Style Again” released January 20 from Plowboy Records is gaining him tremendous attention. The 13-track disc features guest stars Vince Gill, The Whites and The Browns and reunites Jim Ed with long-time duet partner Helen Cornelius. 

Jim Ed is one of the nicest and kindest performers I have come to know in my entertainment career and he is one of country music smoothest vocalists.

As a youth I loved listening to his many hits with his sisters as The Browns like “The Three Bells.” Their harmonies still move me as some of the finest ever recorded. Fans of these sounds will be excited to know Bonnie joins Jim one song, "When The Sun Says Hello To The Mountain," which was released to country radio last November.

“I had the opportunity to tour Europe (in the early 70s) and I found a song that was perfect for the Browns,” he said. “The Browns had retired … so I held on to it… I asked the Browns to record, Bonnie was in complete agreement, Maxine could not travel so Bonnie came in and did Maxine’s part and her part.”

In the 1970s and 80s, Jim Ed’s wonderful partnership with Helen Cornelius gave us such a string of hit songs - "I Don't Want To Have To Marry You" and "Saying Hello, Saying I Love You, Saying Goodbye" and won them 1976 Duo of the Year.

“Carl and Pearl Butler had a big hit on (Don’t Let Me Cross Over) and ever since that time I always like the song,” he said. “Helen Cornelius and I we were singing around one day and started singing this song and we thought it fit is very well. If you like the magic of Jim Ed and Helen you will like this song.”

I was honored to have appeared with Carl and Pearl years ago and call them friends, there is no one else I would rather hear singing that song than Jim Ed and Helen.

Brown's signature lush vocals caress traditional Country songs that feature the talents of top-tier Nashville session players John Hobbs (Piano, Organ), Michael Baker (Guitar), Glen Duncan (Guitar, Mandolin, Violin), John McTigue (Drums), Dave Roe (Bass), Chris Scruggs (Guitar, Pedal Steel), Gary Prim (Keyboards), Daryl Hornburger (Steel Guitar), Michael Baker (Acoustic Guitar), Brent Mason (Electric guitar), Dennis Crouch (Upright Bass) and Greg Morrow (Drums). 

Another song featured on the project is “It’s a Good Life.”
“I have lived this life to the fullest and I have done my best to do everything thing that I could the right way. I have worked hard,” Brown said. “Sometimes you have to fight, sometimes I have been sad, sometimes I have been happy, sometimes it just takes its toll on you as you are going down through this world. It is so great when you sit back and watch the world walking by and know you have did your best.”

There are impeccable background vocals on "Watching The World Walking By," "Laura (Do You Love Me)," "Lucky Enough" and "It's A Good Life" by Bergen White, Lisa Silver and Kira Small McConaghy.  The title track was produced by Brown's close friend and Country Music Hall of Famer Bobby Bare, while the balance of the offering was produced by Don Cusic. 

“I asked Vince (Gill) to come over and do the song (Tried and True) and he did,” Brown said. “He is doing the harmonies on it.”

Brown took a hiatus this winter to concentrate on his health after being diagnosed with cancer. Jim Ed returned to his doctors for a follow-up CT scan Jan. 19.

He said he is feeling good and looking forward to receiving a clean bill of health.

"The support of my family and the outpouring of positive thoughts and prayers from my fans has given me an incredible boost during this emotional time," Brown notes. "I'm grateful for every day I can spend on God's green earth - and thankful to everyone who gives meaning to my life."

He has just returned to host the nationally syndicated Country Music Greats Radio Show (heard on more than 200 stations per week) after a four-month absence.

The results of the CT Scan were that Jim Ed's cancer is in remission.

I encourage you, if you’re a country music fan, to add this collection to your music library. The disc is available for purchase through Amazon, iTunes and other retailers.


Is Southern civility gone with the wind?

I have had some requests to revisit one of my most popular topics, so I hope it will bring you a smile, with some recent experiences I encountered relating to interaction with others, I needed one too.

I have been blessed to travel to many parts of the United States. But there is no feeling to me like crossing those imaginary lines created to define the South.

I breath easier. I worry less. I don’t know why. Maybe it’s the portrayals of Southern gentility in Hollywood movies.

In 1939, there was nothing more shocking in film than Rhett Butler’s “Frankly Scarlet, I don’t ...” You know the rest.

In the 1960s, television gave us shows like “The Andy Griffith Show,” which were still gentile on and off the screen. I remember George “Goober” Lindsey once relaying a story about him saying a few off-color words while waiting for the next shot on the set. He did this in spite of a warning by actress Frances “Aunt Bee” Bavier , paraphrasing, “That we don’t speak that way on this set.” She pummeled him with her umbrella. He didn’t do it anymore.

“Civility” refers to the politeness we see every day. The things that make the day a little nicer. These are the things that most Southern parents instill in their children. At least I hope they still do. “Yes, sir,” “No, ma’am,” “Please,” “Thank you,” “Respect your elders,” “Ladies, first,” and “Don’t cuss” are just a few of these civilities.

In my travels , I’ve been places where these acts are so alien to them they look at you like you’re from another planet. Where foul language flows like water from a faucet. Where if you stopped to show respect to a funeral procession, you would probably wind up in one yourself, in the lead car.

What is sad to me, in my recent travels around the South, I’m seeing more and more examples of Southern civility fading. The sales clerk
or cash register attendant who ignores you or doesn’t respond to your greeting. The person who doesn’t respond to a kindness like holding a door with a “thank you.” Young people not showing respect for their elders. Foul language ringing out in public.

I don’t know whether these examples are due to a lack of parenting, a lack of respect for others, or the saturation of poor-quality TV, films and music in our society during the last few years. Variety of program choices is both a blessing and a curse. Unfortunately, language and visual images that wouldn’t make our series “In the Heat of the Night” in 1990 are now commonplace on the networks. I think Southern civility is becoming a victim of us trying to fit into what we are seeing on television and in film.

In recent years, Southerners in series television act more like transplants from Los Angeles or New York with a Southern accent. Considering that’s where they are probably from, it’s not surprising. The late Carroll O’Connor once told me that “we all say things to be polite.” For example, “Can I help you with that?” when someone is carrying a load, expecting, maybe hoping for, “No thanks, I got it.”

I hope we never lose that in the South. Kindness, politeness, Southern civility is not “Gone with the Wind.” It’s hopefully just swaying a bit in the breeze of popular culture. Maybe it’s just gonna take a few more Aunt Bee’s to remind all of us Goobers how things are suppose to be. 


Numbers, what are all these numbers?
The year ends, the New Year begins and then like an avalanche of snow in winter, there they come – numbers.

All kinds of numbers begin covering me from head to toe. At least that is the way it seems to feel. Slowly, paperwork trickles in over the month of January telling me what I must report to the government and the state. Piles of receipts must now be sorted, itemized, added, subtracted, multiplied, and divided.

As I pour over the numbers, I come to realization that the height of enthusiasm that helped me ring out the old year was somewhat taller than it should have been.

My father use to have a sign hanging by his dresser saying “Why is there so much month at the end of my money?”

His humorous sentiment means more to me with each passing year as I glide through the rest of winter anticipating what is ahead for the coming year.

Each year as I go through this process, I promise myself to organize as I go. I have great intentions, but as time passes, the will becomes weak and the pile become taller.

Take heed my friends, take the advice of someone whose desk has Mount Everest and three volcanoes sitting side by side upon it. I say volcanoes because I never know which one is going to explode first scattering across the room extending my adventure into another day.

Take a few minutes each day, put away your receipts in a pre-organized file. Set aside a little time at the end of each quarter to organize and add up what you have so far in the important categories that are usable in your profession.

With just a bit of planning, you will enter the New Year and in no time everything will be ready to go to your accountant or tax preparer and you will miss out on all these piles of paper.

Let’s see, what did I spend $3.67 for in Louisiana? Was I even in Louisiana this year? I must have been. Guess it goes in the “Your guess is as good a mine” pile. I wish they had a line item for that on the tax form.

Well, in any event, may the whirlwind of numbers headed your way in the coming weeks find you in the black and hopefully the list will not string you along as everything adds up as it should. 


Elly Mae and Little Jimmy

A love for critters of all shapes and sizes is one of the traits that audiences came to know about “Elly Mae Clampett.” That attribute combines along with her ability to whip Jethro or anything else that came her way that needing whipping.

She was beautiful to look at on TV and I spent endless hours being taken away from my childhood and pulled into the Beverly Hills world of Uncle Jed, Granny, Jethro and Elly Mae. There were many days as a kid that I will say were less than fun for various reasons, ill health and bullies among them. But through the 30-minutes spent with these folks, their comedic antics pulled me into a smile and I would lose myself into their uplifting look on their experiences.

The late Donna Douglas provided such a beauty of innocence for “Elly Mae.” When I had the honor to become an actor and entertainer, I never imagined Donna would join my friends and encouragers.

The light I saw her portray and kindness she brought to “Elly Mae” were so much part of her. I saw it in her smile and in her willingness to share herself with all those who loved her. When I brought together a country music package adding Donna and Sonny Shroyer “Enos” from “The Dukes of Hazzard” to my show, she was such a gracious cast member.

She was definitely a child of God who showed His love in her everyday life. I am thankful to have known this great lady.

Another great friend who took his final bow in Nashville is the late Country Music Hall of Fame member Little Jimmy Dickens. With a country music career that spanned from the 1940s to the present, he was one of final links to early stars of the Grand Ole Opry, serving as its patriarch.

I met Jimmy on one of my first trips to Nashville and we visited at a performance at one of the local hotels. Jimmy was presented an honor by the organizers and at the time while he waited, he and I talked about his career.

He commented at the time that he had not really received that many awards in his career and each one was special for him. He asked me about what I hoped to do in my career, and I shared my dreams about my music and the future.

When I finished, he turned, looked at me and said, “You sure have the enthusiasm to reach your goals,” he said. “I think you will go far in our business.”  

Our paths would cross again and again especially as I began guest starring for the Grand Ole Opry. He would always have a joke or a light-hearted word of encouragement for me.

Eventually, I was blessed to be able to not only produce Jimmy in the studio but record with him. I was proud to be part of his legacy and have him as part of mine. With Jimmy's departure, he takes with him some of the final shimmers and shines left in Nashville's glittering western suits. 


Dreaming of the new year
A new year is upon us and with its arrival is the promise of another opportunity.

Perhaps it’s the practice of making resolutions, or the celebrations of ringing out the old and ringing in the new. I always see Jan. 1 as a new chance to do things more effectively.

So, let’s see what can I do?

The house, it needs to be kept cleaner, I can do that, let’s get started, vacuum hose in hand, dust cloth in back pocket, Pledge in the other back pocket. I need a bucket, full of water, with ammonia for the floors. OK that’s all ready, what else, where’s that extension to clean the dust off the fans? There it is. OK I need some Comet to clean the bathrooms, and a sponge.

Great, I am ready now, cleaner house here we come, but before I get started, its about lunch time, let me make a sandwich.

That’s another area I can improve. I should eat healthier - more leafy greens, and drink more water. OK lettuce on the sandwich… what else can I put on it? There is nothing else in here. I need to go shopping.

I need to more efficiently stock my kitchen. O.K. Let’s make a list. I will open all the cupboards and see what is missing. Peanut butter, I need that, soup is always good. What about spaghetti? What’s wrong with this pen?

Now I have to find a pen. There are none here so, into the office. I’ll check by the phone. I don’t know why, pens are never there when I need one.

Right, no pens. Look at this office, files everywhere. Look at that, I sat that file there last year and haven’t touched it. I really need to get organized in my office.

No better time to start than the present. We will start with this file on that mystery book, I want to finish. Hmm. I better take a look at this before I file it.

That’s a good story. Why haven’t I finished it? That’s it, that’s what’s needed, a twist to take us in a new direction. Let me just get this typed in the computer before I forget it.

I’ll get this new book finished in no time at all.

Boy, I am getting hungry. What did I do with that lettuce sandwich? Kitchen. I was hunting a pen. Here’s one.

Will you look at this mess, all these cleaning things in the middle of the floor. Look at the kitchen, cabinets open, refrigerator door open. It looks like I have been robbed.
I have got to get this place cleaned up, close the doors, the fridge. Now let’s get the cleaning stuff back where it goes.
Now, doesn’t everything look better? There is nothing like making things neater to give a new year prospective. I am still hungry, where’s that lettuce sandwich? Here it is. Look here’s a coupon on pizza delivery. That’s a great deal. Where did I put the phone?

May your 2015, bring to fruition all your dreams, but add one resolution to your list, make a difference in someone’s life, a child, an older person, or a new friend. Use this year to be the person you always dreamed of being.


The Christmas doll
The winter of ’34 in the valley below the Gravely Spur was an especially hard one. A Christmas snow had blanketed the valley, making travel through the mountain passes treacherous, even if taken by foot.

With one false step, even those who knew the routes by heart could find themselves slipping into a snow drift hiding a potential fall.

However, for most of the children of the valley the snow turned it into a winter wonderland. Pearl, Ruby and the Wood boys were finding whatever they could ride to go sledding down Turner’s gorge. At the bottom of the gorge lay a pond formed from Frog Leg Creek which was covered in a thick coat of ice almost strong enough for skating. No one had any skates so they would simply slide across on the soles of the new shoes they received when the crops were sold.

While the children were unaware, most of the parents of the valley knew that the reality of the year had left them all in dire straits.

Toys at Christmas were largely a luxury in the valley. Even the well-to-do families were having trouble this year. The customary apple, banana or piece of peppermint stick candy that most of the children found in their stocking might be missed this year.

Pearl had sensed the concerns of her parents and with six children and four share-cropping families to help, she knew her father was doing all he could that year.

The unexpected snow however made it difficult for anything not already on hand to be brought into the valley.

Still Pearl hoped that she might find a little something for her Christmas morning that she could call her very own.

As she was sliding on the ice, she listened as the Wood boys laughed about what happened to what they got the year before.
“I can’t believe what George did to our present last year,” Woody said. “We got a whole string of firecrackers to split between us boys and he nearly run us out of the house with them.”

“He got up early Christmas morning and found them. They had this long string running through connecting them, so he took that loose and was counting them and splitting them up so we all had the same amount,” he said. “He threw that long piece of string in the fire. That thing jumped back out right in the middle of his pile. You should have seen George when those firecrackers started going off in every direction. They even jumped up in the bed with the rest of us and got everybody up in the house.”

But in spite of the snow, Santa would be making his usual stops at the Gravelly Spur no matter what. Because of the terrain, this year he would only make one stop in the valley and all the neighbors would go by Christmas morning and pick up what he had brought for the valley children.

Santa’s helper in the valley was Rev. Ben Smathers, who waited patiently Christmas Eve for Santa’s arrival. As the families came to Big Lick Church Christmas morning, he would then, one by one, distribute the gifts and the community would then gather for a celebration of Christ‘s birth.

Christmas morning, Pearl was up early, anxious for the trip to the church. In her stocking she found an orange and a stick of candy. When the family arrived at the church, she joined the other children in line at the tree and stepped up to Rev. Smathers. He placed in her arms a little blonde doll in a woven basket lying upon a blue cotton pillow.

“It is so beautiful,” she said. “Is she really mine?”

“Yes, just for you my dear,” he said. “So you take good care of her.”

As she looked in the eyes of her new friend, Pearl beamed with the joy of Christmas.

It was not stacks of gifts which made her eyes glimmer and her face shine with the light of the season. It was one simple gift of her very own given by the heart of a pastor who knew without his help many children would do without that Christmas.

This Christmas story is from the book "A Mountain Pearl : Appalachian Reminiscing and Recipes" by Randall Franks and available at


Lights are flickering and the halls are decked
Flickering lights shimmered in the breeze hanging from trees, light poles, porch eaves and buildings as I drove around my hometown last week.

It is such a heartwarming sight to see the efforts made both by our city staff and individual property owners to raise people’s spirits during the Christmas season. For me the warmth generated within by the beautiful decorations helps to make my hopes swell watching to see the goodness and kindness that so many exhibit during the season.

Many years ago I wrote a song called “Let’s Live Every Day Like It Was Christmas.”

The sentiment for me still rings true today. Wouldn’t it be wonderful if the charity and good will that we see shown in the weeks around Christmas were part of our lives each and every day?

I have been blessed to know so many people in every walk of life, rich and poor, well known and unknown, mean-spirited and generous beyond measure.

I have seen some of the greatest of charity come from those who have the least to give.

I have seen some of the kindest actions given by those who are otherwise detestable.

Each year I watch countless individuals gathering toys to change the lives of children in our community. I saw my parents do this time and time again trying to encourage families who needed more than we did.

I have watched our church family gather to provide Christmas dinner, gifts and food and supplies to hundreds of families that would otherwise have a less merry season.

I see people smile more; they stop to open a door for someone with an arm full of packages, or allow another driver an opportunity to go before them.

Now that is not to say, there aren’t those who selfishly push their way around the season trying to get what they want without
consideration for others. Many times, unfortunately,
these folks do live that way all year around.

It would not only be nice to live every day like it was Christmas but to remember that the greatest gift shared with us during the season was God’s love for all of us through the gift of His son, Jesus Christ.

Peace, love for one another and hopes for a greater tomorrow is within our grasp, if we only strive for it within our own lives, our own families and our own communities. When we put them all together, wouldn’t the world shimmer in the glow of Christmas lights that each of us might hang to raise spirits.


Family ties should not be broken

The importance of one’s family connections is something that I believe we are losing in America.

With each generation there are fewer individuals who live close to their extended families, unlike the days when grandma and grandpa lived just in the next room or uncles, aunts and cousins were a short walk down the road.

Many Americans today do not really know the members of their extended family. We spend a few awkward moments together at funerals, family reunions, Christmas and Thanksgiving gatherings and then off we go back to our own lives.

As families build lives miles away from their home many grasp the anonymity of their new surroundings with fervor, often dreading when a distant family member might drop in, disrupting their lives.

Despite the fact that my parents chose to move away from their homes to build a life for themselves in Atlanta, I grew up in a home where our door was open to members of both my mother and father’s families. It was not unusual for there to be cousins stretched out on quilted pallets sleeping on the living room floor; uncles rummaging through the refrigerator for green dill pickles as a late night snack; aunts blanching red tomatoes from the garden in the kitchen; or distant kin moving in for an extended stay while they looked for a job or planned a new start.

Because of the time I spent with these people growing up, I feel a much closer connection to them; the shared experiences make chance meetings and gatherings less of a strain today.

It was not unusual for my Mom to get up and start cooking a batch of turnip greens, cornbread and some fried chicken, while cleaning the house from end to end. When asked why she was doing it, she would say “so and so” will be here directly. Sure enough, after a while they would knock at the door. My Mom has a second sense about that. With no forewarning she knew some relative was on their way.

Sundays were a big visiting day. It was not unusual for Uncle Harvey, Aunt Lois and all their kids to load up in the car and be knocking at our door before dinner. Sometimes Grandma Allie and Grandpa Jesse would come along for the ride.

Us cousins would spend the afternoon playing as the folks caught up on all the family news. We might ride over to the airport to watch the planes land or go downtown to sight see. We would eat dinner, and then they would load up in the car and head back up to Tunnel Hill.

I remember one trip when they came down to see Joe Don Baker in “Walking Tall.” Of course, us kids were not old enough to go to the drive-in and see it so we had a sleepover instead, while most of the adults took in the hit movie.

Just like their visits there, we also visited regularly. Despite the distance it was like we were one family experiencing life together rather than living separate lives and putting up with one another for a few hours at the holidays.

God has called many of those family members for an extended stay at his house. While they are absent here, the experiences still live within me, giving me a sense of the extended family even if there are fewer of them now than there once was.

The stories they told of relatives I never knew made those people alive to me. Through those stories many of my characters come to life on the page in columns and in scripts.

As this holiday season rolls by, take the time to experience more than just the ordinary. Help create an experience that will last for yourself and your children throughout the lifetime. It is not the number of presents, the lights upon the tree or the elaborate meal that will stick through time. It is the shared moments of life that will make the basis for what we know as family.

If we as a country do not work to strengthen our families individually what will the future hold for the American family as a whole? I guess we will be a country of individuals seeking a group in which to belong.


Seeing through the masks
Have you ever wondered what is beyond the face someone is showing you?

Is there another series of thoughts running through their head that is different than the words coming out of their mouth or the expression on their face?

There is probably not a soul on earth that has not faced a situation where someone they respected or liked for some reason revealed himself or herself as someone other than anticipated.

In a recent small group Bible study I attended, we discussed how in the South, it is not unusual to find someone who is so sweet and caring with an amazing ability to turn a phrase, adding “Bless their heart,” to deliver a socially acceptable put down. Others will often smile or sometimes roll their eyes, should they catch it.

As an actor, I am honored to understand that we all have masks that we use. We begin creating them in childhood to gain acceptance, love, and friendship from our parents, friends, and teachers.

We create them over time to help us succeed, allow us to get along, improve our relationships. By a certain point in life we have them for all occasions, almost like the clothes we wear. The spouse/loved-one mask, the parent mask, the close family mask, the kin but not close mask, the work mask, the club mask, the church mask, the close friend mask, the acquaintance mask, the those in the same business mask, the classmate mask and the list goes on and on.

We are so good at keeping them at hand, we can change masks in mid conversation if the social event requires it depending upon whom we are with.

The thickness of the mask relates upon how much we want the people we are with to really know about us. The goal is often to have the thickest mask with strangers and acquaintances, with the level thinning, the closer the friend or family member allowing hopefully for our heart to be seen more clearly.

When dating, we often begin with the thickest mask hoping that as we put on the thinner ones they will remember us putting our best foot forward and forgive what we really are like. In many respects, I think this works against that process but the process is repeated over and over again by each new hopeful seeking to find their soul mate.

As I have traveled through life, I have watched some of the greatest imitators of life develop and share the human condition for film and television. Watching them peel away their own mask and put on someone else’s for a role was an amazing learning process.

Through the years though, it has given me a great insight into the underlying intentions of those I have met and come to know.
I have found comfort in knowing that at least in my sphere of experience, you can generally tell when someone is earnest and honest in his or her deeds, actions and words.

I am still surprised sometimes though, often it is when I have not looked close enough at the wrapping to see beneath the mask and realize that what is beneath truly deserves to be hidden from the rest of the world. If we would see it, we would only desire to turn away.
At times there are those who pose with a smile, then slyly berate another or try to tear them down to elevate their own standing.

I wish I could say that people like this don’t exist, but unfortunately, they do.

These days, most bad folks don’t even bother to put a mask on except for those they are trying to evade being caught by.

But the neat thing is, at least from my experience, there are more good folks revealed when they remove their mask than bad folks. I pray you are one of the good folks, no matter which mask you are wearing, and I hope you always use your masks to uplift and encourage others


Adding color to one's roots

You might think I was aiming at getting you to pick up a bottle of hair dye and the drug store based on the title but my target is family roots, one's ancestors and finding the colorful characters in your history.

As I began my search for ancestors, I never knew what wonders the stories would open to me. Seeing history come to life through people to which I am related helped to make historical events more than just words upon a page.

I am sure that some of the tales have grown with time and the accuracy of some would not hold up in a court of law, but for the 10-year-old and avid history buff I was when I started, reading about an uncle who traveled with the Lewis and Clarke expedition or discovering a long lost branch of the family that no one knew existed gave me such a thrill.

My search carried me to homes where members of my family have lived since the country was founded. I have stood with a musket in hand on the battlements where my ancestors staved off the Cherokees when the United States were still British colonies. I have touched the soil which once ran red with their blood as they fell fighting the red coats.

There have been presidential candidates, congressmen, governors, state legislators, sheriffs, soldiers, cowboys, farmers, businessmen, lawyers, educators and even royalty.

With each turn of the page through another generation, my search would become more fascinating. A distant cousin enlightened me to an aspect of our family I never knew about how some of our ancestors from Portugal came to the Americas even before the Pilgrims settled in eastern North Carolina in the late 1500s. Their settlements were destroyed at some point, and survivors intermarried with Native American tribes and eventually migrated to the mountainous areas in western North Carolina and Southern Virginia, remaining together as a tribe. These folks became known as the Melungeons.

What young boy is not fascinated by the tales of Daniel Boone and Davy Crockett? To find a link to one of these larger than life frontier men was a delight to me. One of my ancestors apparently was the mortal enemy of Daniel Boone. While that may seem a weak link, it only says to me that at some point in their lives these men were on opposite sides of a fight so they did know one another.

I am told one of my Confederate ancestors, Robert Shields, came to the fight when he was already in his 50s. He left behind a wife and 13 children, some of whom were already grown and had families of their own.

Shields was captured and sent to prison in Rock Island, Ill. Upon returning, he discovered that his death had been reported to his family earlier in the war.

His wife had re-married and re-settled in Alabama with a new husband. He then went in search of his wife. Only the wind now knows what transpired when he found her, but following the meeting, Robert returned to Georgia and started over. He married again. His second wife also gave him 13 children. He became a minister and started a church where he and his wives now rest.

Yes, both wives. After the death of his first wife’s second husband, he brought her home and built a place for her. He looked after her until his death.

I stood at the foot of their graves only wishing I could hear the real story told.

Once our loved ones are gone, however, we are left with only the paper trail and some remnants of memories in the wind.

While history is a wonderful place to spend time seeing the colors that make up your family tree, if you would like to know the story of your family, start with those around you. Holidays like Thanksgiving is a perfect time to get the ball rolling. Don’t forget that those stories which are right at your fingertips will one day be history, too. One day, you might just wish you had written them down.


The advantage of knowing how to cook

When I was growing up one talent that both my parents stressed I should acquire was learning to cook for myself.

Perhaps it was their foresight that it would not be easy to find women in my generation willing to dedicate themselves totally to cooking, cleaning and raising children, or perhaps it was my mother’s independent spirit as someone who was before her time.

My mother began operating her own restaurant when she was in her 20s, so needless to say she was a career woman long before I entered her life.

I think she knew that more and more women in my generation would be entering the workforce and spending more time in the workplace.

However, with my arrival and due to some of my unforeseen health issues, she left the business world to look after me until my health improved enough for her to work again full time.

As I grew I helped out all I could, and one of my chores once she returned to work was to help with evening meals.

With her help I learned to cook a variety of dishes from Hungarian goulash to Southern style meatloaf. My favorites were the sweets, pineapple upside down cake, pecan and sweet potato pie, which of course barely lasted to the table.

When I was around 13-years-old I had the opportunity to solo on my very first holiday meal — turkey, cornbread dressing, sweet potato yams with marshmallows, green bean casserole, mashed potatoes and turkey gravy, slaw and pumpkin pie. Of course, like any good teacher she quietly coached and helped with some of the odd jobs like peeling potatoes, grating the cabbage and carrots, opening cans, and of course getting the turkey started soon enough to be done by meal time. You know, if you do not take that thing out of the freezer a day before you’ll be having fried Spam instead.

One thing that to this day I just cannot deal with is those little turkey giblets you put in the gravy. I think gravy is just fine without them swimming in the gravy boat.

For the occasion we invited our neighbors, Millie Dobbs and Bessie Yarbray, to join us.

I was also in charge of setting the holiday table with our finest linens, bone china, crystal glasses and silver ware. These were always reserved for special occasions and guests.

I will never forget my excitement as the meal was set on the table and the guests arrived to see what I had done.

The image looked like it could have come right out of a Norman Rockwell painting.

I am pleased to report that everyone said they enjoyed the meal and the portions evidenced that. As far as I know there were no late night visits to the emergency room, so I guess you can say the event was a success.

I also may have been inspired to pursue this endeavor by the fact that my brother’s wife could not boil water. They spent many evenings sitting around our table.

As an adult these lessons have served me well, and while cooking is no longer what one might call a passion for me, I do know how. As long as food is available in the absence of someone desiring to cook, I won’t starve. As years go on, I am sure that will be plain to see as I develop an ailment, which afflicts many of my kinfolk, Dunlap disease. My belly dun lapped over my belt. Bon appetite!


An Evening Among Friends

The sun swept across the dark wood floor forming a light spot in the shape of a heart that I noticed as my mother buzzed around the room with dishes in her hand setting the table.

On the kitchen stove, pans were gurgling as meatballs simmered in a sauce, angel hair pasta boiled with a hint of basil filling the air.

The evening was close at hand and she was expecting the neighbors over for a light spaghetti dinner and an evening of cards and conversation.

In the fall prior to election, the conversation often leaned more to political strategies of mustering the neighbors and friends to get out and campaign or vote for one of the candidates my mother was sold upon. After election, the dialogue kept to local gossip and plans for the holidays.

For me an evening such as this meant I would be relegated to the children’s table for supper and the other children and I would be occupying us in another room with a board game of some nature.

While I didn’t mind these evenings generally, unfortunately, often times my mother’s friends had an abundance of female children. While I guess that wasn’t unfortunate to them, for me, that meant in addition to being relegated to eating with them at the children’s table and minding my manners, I would have to mind my manners all evening as we played. With the girls, there was no running like wild Indians, no rough housing, we played civilized games such as Go Fish, Monopoly, Operation, Life or whichever board game suited my guest’s fancies.

Cheating was out of the question in these circumstances. I was the host; I had to make sure everyone was following the rules including me. This action sometimes got me into some very heated discussions with my guests. I realized that sometimes girls were not the frills and lace I was led to believe, as some of them would get right mean when they didn’t get their way.

If it had been a guy, we could have settled our differences with a short wrestling match or a few exchanged fists, with the victor getting their way in the disagreement and the game continued. You couldn’t do that with the girls. They might have won and then I would have never heard the end of it. Of course, I am kidding, I was taught not to fight with a girl, even though a few of them needed a whoopin’, I would have to leave that to their folks.

Now that is not to say a girl didn’t hit me a couple of times in these engagements. They did and then they would escape to the safety of the living room where the adults were engaged in civilized pursuits.

Did I ever do the same, well, let’s just say, I usually found a way to get even by pulling a return prank of some description.

After all it was my job to see all the kids had a good time. If one was acting out of line, the best way to accomplish a good time were to bring the askew kid back into plum with the rest of us. Sometimes that took some creative comeuppance.

Despite whether my guests were female or male, I did always enjoy these times when I was asked to entertain. It was an opportunity to learn some of the basic expectations for treating friends in your home,

So friends, have you taught your children and grandchildren how to be a host. Not just a friend but also a host in their home. Depending on your customs and traditions, such a skill can lay the groundwork for opportunities in which they will serve them both in their daily lives at home and work.

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