Dan Ponder
A Sense of Place
Occasionally something works out even better that you planned. Such was the case at the 90th birthday celebration for my mother, Jobie Ponder at Callaway ...
Occasionally something works out even better that you planned. Such was the case at the 90th birthday celebration for my mother, Jobie Ponder at Callaway ...
The drive is a circuitous route. It encompasses metro areas, country roads, farms, fields, and factories. In one day, I see blooming tulips, budding azaleas, ...
It is just a basketball game. Well, it is a bit more than that. It is the NCAA Tournament, the Big Dance. The goal of ...
On our way down to Tampa for the SEC Basketball Tournament, Mary Lou and I passed through Albany around lunchtime. “Where do you want to ...
My father and my grandfather both retired at 55 years of age. They both remained active, cultivated new interests, and embraced their new life without ...
We all have some special talents. I was a prodigy in typing, surpassing the skills of the typing teacher in the 7th grade. I had ...
Fried Chicken. I could write a book. Like most southern men my age, it is intertwined in who I am. I cannot remember the first ...
Today was a wet, dreary day capturing all that brings us down as the winter drags. Mary Lou and I had gone to Compass Lake, ...
My maternal grandparents had four grandsons relatively early in their lives. My grandfather truly enjoyed us all. He liked the sports and our rough and ...
I will be honest with you. I have always looked forward in my life. I never wanted to be a kid again. I never wished ...