I'm not sure how a tomato became the symbol of sewing in the South, but it did. My mom, and every other mom I knew in Ashdown, Arkansas, had a pincushion in the shape of a tomato. Many of those pincushions are still around. Judging from the workload that women endured...

I saw a T-shirt that said, “I like a couple of my buddies, my dog, and that’s about it.” It substantiated what I had long felt, seldom said, and had heard from others. Many of us like our dogs better than most people. And I don’t think there’s anything wrong with...

My uncle’s mother, Mrs. Ward, had a storm shelter. And I snuck into it every chance I got. Few others had one, so a storm shelter was absolutely fascinating to me. At least, a storm shelter is what they told all of the kids it was. It doubled as a storm shelter, but...

As long as I can remember, my family has always had Aladdin Lamps. My dad called them “coal oil lamps.” All of ours were made by a company called Aladdin, although, there were other manufacturers. By John Moore To Login to read the full story or to subscribe, visit...

When Eisenhower, JFK, and LBJ were in office, rarely would you find a kitchen that didn’t have one. Waking up each morning to the smell of bacon, sausage, and fried potatoes was just how the world turned in 1960s Ashdown, Arkansas. And an electric skillet was part of...

It takes a lot of trust to let someone shave your face with a straight razor. But from what the old timers used to say, there’s no better or closer shave. My great grandfather shaved with a mug, brush, and straight razor. So did other men in my family. By John Moore...

If you see a church cookbook, buy it. When women in a church are asked to submit their best recipes for a fundraiser, they bring their A game. They do not want to be outdone. You will not find better recipes anywhere else. By John Moore To Login to read the full story...