By: Bud Alexis I enjoy bow hunting. So, a friend and I on one of our bow hunting trips decided that if we did not get any deer, that we would stay after dark and try to call up a…
Month: November 2019
Rattlesnake at My Feet
By: Bud Alexis I joined the Marine Corp reserve when I was in the 11th grade, and each summer we would have to go to Camp Pendleton, Ca, for training. It was on one of these tours that I had…
Never Saw the Like
By: Bud Alexis Helllllp! It didn’t sink in at first, but I did listen to see if that was a distress call. Hellllp! No doubt this time, so we began running through the woods toward the help calls. We would…
The Gas Spill
By: Bud Alexis When living in Ridgecrest, La, I had to take my daughter and son to piano lessons in Natchez, Ms. When I reached Vidalia, I had to get gas, and in the process the gas belched out of…
One Tough Cookie
By: Bud Alexis As I walked past a huge oak tree I came face to face with this monster. We were about five feet apart staring eyeball to eyeball. We lived in a little town close to the Mississippi River,…
Too Cold For A Southern Boy
By: Bud Alexis The icy dark waters quickly closed in around me and I found myself struggling to get back to the surface. I couldn’t believe this was happening to me. Finally I came to the surface floundering, trying to…
11 Points and Falling Trees
By: Bud Alexis On one of my scouting trips, I had stopped to fix something on my six wheeler ATV. In the process of my repairs, I looked up and a beautiful eleven point came within twenty five yards of…
Crave
Recorded by Tinman Jones, 2003 I need You more than I admit or understand To see You renew me and heal me once again Pursue me to the end of everything I am And teach me deplete me and keep…
Falling Forward
Recorded by Tinman Jones, 2003 Face is in the dirt again Seems to be a normal trend I wash in with the tide You take my fault in stride Even though I fall so fast Your love for me has…
Evidence
Recorded by Tinman Jones, 2000 With my eyes, I can gaze at all the finger painted skies With my ears, I can hear the old man laugh, the baby cry With my mind, I can fly through the buckle of…