Columnist John Moore knows the Southern search words to buy things online now that the Thrifty Nickel is gone. Courtesy John Moore/Facebook The South used to rely on the Thrifty Nickel as our garage sale newspaper, but like many things these days,...
Cell phones have certainly changed our lives, but I’m not altogether convinced it’s for the better. If my life were a TV series, this would have been a recent episode. By John Moore To Login to read the full story or to subscribe, visit...
When it comes to criticizing the powerful or politically connected, the First Amendment protects the little guy. No matter who you are or how much money you have in the bank, you have the right to speak your mind. Because our founders knew all too well the danger of...
Whenever I see canister sets, cookie jars, clocks and Formica dinette sets from the 50s and 60s, I feel as if I’ve gone home. These items adorned my youth, but as often happens, new things come and old things go. As the 70s made way for harvest gold, avocado green,...
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...
