Tomfoolery

Sunday, July 12, 2026

Church Directory

Headland United Methodist Church

1977

This is only a selection of pages.

Headland, Alabama

Saturday, July 11, 2026

Bo Posters

source

I had these on my bedroom wall.

Friday, July 10, 2026

Active

Yesterday's Walk

5.69 miles

877 feet elevation gain

Thursday, July 9, 2026

Dr. Felton

Edward Luther Felton, Jr.

July 9, 1937 - December 16, 2023

Wednesday, July 8, 2026

Headland, Alabama

July 8, 2022

At around 3:13 you can soon see my great-uncle, Jim Vann, near the road, getting his mail. He died the following year.

Tuesday, July 7, 2026

Arcade Games

We used to play arcade games in the Northside and Porter Square Malls in Dothan, Alabama. And every summer we went to Panama City Beach, Florida, we'd make our way to the big arcades there. What fun!

Monday, July 6, 2026

Sunday, July 5, 2026

Bears

5.35 miles

730 feet elevation gain

Stopped off at Green Sage on Merrimon Avenue for a wonderful breakfast.

Saturday, July 4, 2026

The Rest Is History

A few years ago somebody asked about Uncle Watty (Watt Espy) after watching one of his interviews. I responded.

Watty was 50 then. At that stage, he had received a large federal research grant - not employed by the university.

He was a master storyteller with an incredible memory.

While stationed with the US Navy in Naples, Italy, Watty walked into a hotel and recognized "Lucky" Luciano, a mafia godfather who was the chairman of the board of all the major mob families in NYC. Walked right up to him and introduced himself. Luciano invited Watty to dinner that evening. Now that's quite a story.

Another person, a professor at Northeastern University in Boston, was ten years or so ahead of Watty initially in this death penalty field. One day he got a letter from "this man in Alabama." In the letter, Watty told him he's intrigued by his work, admires it....but... "I found a number of mistakes I can help you correct." This professor went back and double-checked some of his research, and sure enough. That letter led to a phone call to one of the bigwigs at the ALCU, and together they concluded that they needed to quickly go down to Alabama to meet this guy. The rest is history.