Kade & Nan. Thanks to local artist Helen Nagan for her work, "Two sweet sisters - long ago and this year."

Sunday, July 23, 2017

The Most Honest Beauty There Is


Lost time is never found again.

Friday, July 21, 2017

Espy Ghost Tales

Last year my brother Miles and his partner Romy went on a ghost tour in Savannah, Georgia.  One of the mansions on the tour is one that was built by a relative of ours named Carl Espy (Sr.), who was a wealthy cotton merchant, a federal judge and maybe even a bootlegger during the Prohibition era.  He was born in Abbeville, AL (Henry County), and moved to Savannah to build his little empire.  An unfortunate tragedy occurred at this home, and the rumor is that it's now haunted.  Click here for a synopsis of the misfortune that occurred.  And here's another.  Below the images I explain the link to my family.  When I find a photo of Carl, I will add it.






Carl's grandparents were Robert Marion Espy, Sr. and Elizabeth Watt Espy, who are buried on an old plantation just north of the Henry County (AL) line, near Lawrenceville.  Robert and Elizabeth would be my great-great-great-grandparents.  One of their children was Thomas Marion Espy, who was the father of John Jolly Espy, Sr., who of course was the father of Headland's Major Watt Espy, Sr.   Robert and Elizabeth also were the parents of Professor Joseph S. Espy of Abbeville.  Joseph was the father of Carl Espy, Sr., who's featured in this blog post.  One of Carl's siblings was Alabama State Senator James Buhrman Espy.  You can see Robert Marion and Elizabeth Watt Espy's headstones here.  And for those studying the life of death penalty historian Watt Espy (Major Watt Espy, Jr.), it was obviously Elizabeth's family line which brought in the name Watt.

Tuesday, July 18, 2017

Good Golly

I got this delicious caramel cake for my birthday.  My brother made it!



Julia Child's approved, even though it was an Emeril Caramel Cake!

And a couple of weeks after the caramel cake, a friend made me a Salted Caramel Apple Pie.  She said it was a belated Happy Birthday surprise, which I happily accepted.  I guess she thought she could improve upon a Malted Chocolate Pecan Pie she made me just a few weeks before!  They were equally wonderful!!!  For added perfection, slices were served with a scoop of vanilla ice cream, from the brand my dad always loved, Breyers! Hard to beat homemade pie with a bit of ice cream! Kade and I tore into those pies so hard and fast, there was no chance for interior pics.



Monday, July 17, 2017

Love, Changja





Mother (Dinah Grace) and Changja Kim attended Judson College together.

Sunday, July 16, 2017

Da Bears


My brother has the eye!  Just more blog content for me.

Question: Whose time to check the mail and roll in the trash can?

Thursday, July 13, 2017

Photo Mash-up



These photos were the inspiration for the drawing in the blog banner.  One was circa 1986, and the other is from March of this year.  What do you think?

Thursday, July 6, 2017

Bangkok Rooftop Bar Teaser





If these peak your interest, I posted my best photos over on my travel blog.  I also included a YouTube video I made, and it actually has a 360 view from the rooftop.  I had been procrastinating on this blog project in large part because of needing to really narrow down my images.  I took so many!  And I am not even a great photographer!  It's just that the views above Bangkok are pretty amazing. Click here to get over to my travel blog.  Thanks!

Saturday, July 1, 2017

Looks Like Major Allen Looks


Thanks to my sister for sharing this!

My grandmother Edith (Deedee) made this note on the back of my dad's football portrait.  I had injured my hip in a freak accident and she was very concerned about it.  In fact, she took me to see her orthopedic surgeon, Dr. James Andrews (yes, that one!) in Columbus, GA.  Perhaps even more interesting is that she also took me to see Dr. Andrews a few years earlier to get his opinion on my pigeon toes!  But back to the hip: In time, I may add the story about how the injury came about, and about the great care I got in Dothan, Alabama from a highly-respected and very kind orthopedic doctor, whom I had to see for a few years.  My dad also played a big role in seeing that I got the best care, and always took me to my regular check-ups.  Every now and then when the thunder rolls and the rain moves in, my hip sends me a little reminder of that time.  

Deedee's sister Kate Helen Vann Luttrell sent an email to me a while back, and it was on this topic. Here's an excerpt:

Allen, do you remember the time Deedie brought you to Columbus to see her Orthopedic surgeon?  I don't remember exactly what the trouble was, but something to do with a leg or hip maybe.  I went out to the Hughston Clinic to see y'all, and you were walking about on crutches! This was shortly after Deedie's hip surgery, and she was here for a check-up afterwards.  Seeing pictures of you at an earlier age brought that time back to me.  

Love,

Kate Helen

Monday, June 26, 2017

Who Let The Bears Out?

My brother Mark spotted this impressive mama and cub from his back deck in Asheville, NC.  
They should have come on up for some tea!






Monday, June 19, 2017

Sunday, June 18, 2017

Yard Sale






We had 102 people stop by.  Unfortunately, most were browsing!  A surprise, though:  When the first customers came up, as I was talking with them, I looked up, and there was a bear!  It was just down a bit, on the opposite side of the road, getting ready to scale a fence.  It did just that, and was gone.  It went through a yard, and disappeared.  I tried videoing it. (see below)  The most pleasing aspect of the sale was interacting with people.  I met a lady from Spain, a man who had once sailed around Southeast Asia, a lady who journeyed through Central America, a couple of people who knew Dothan, a lady from Birmingham, one woman who recognized me from my blogs, and then at the end a woman from a church who was trying to gather up leftover sale items for a cause.  In terms of items sold, we were very happy to get rid of the two very large maps - world map and the Pisgah National Forest map. But it was a long, hot day. My sunburn and the sheer exhaustion we felt afterwards were not worth the time, effort and bit of money we made.

Saturday, June 17, 2017

All That Matters



Kade & Nan
sisters

Have lots of touch-up to do on image two, but just wanted to go ahead and post,  Lovely smiles!

Friday, June 16, 2017

Esmer Culver Moore




Thanks to my sister for unearthing this!

In the '70s and into the early '80s, Esmer (or Esma!) was our Friday 'help.'  Back then, the term 'maid' was primarily used.  She mostly worked at my grandparents' home, but on Fridays she was at our house.  Growing up, she was a big part of our lives, and she did virtually everything.  All the kids have stories about her - fond memories.  I have been collecting a number, and I will add them here when I can.  I just remember as a child coming in from school, entering the home through the garage door, then seeing her ironing clothes. You could feel the heat from the steam, and you'd notice that subtle scent that comes from ironing.  We would walk in and say "Hey Esma!" and she would always respond in a pleasant way. We loved Esma!

Thursday, June 15, 2017

Watty to Mark


I served as a Samford student council senator.  I was on a panel to hear conflicts/concerns about the student body, including some pretty steamy dorm room stories, and then vote on disciplinary actions.  - Mark