What's a gift without a box to put it in?


Be prepared.

– Boy Scout motto


I do not collect coins, paintings, porcelain figures or Elvis plates.

But I do seem to collect boxes. I bet you do, too.

Throughout the year, I bring home empty rectangles of cardboard. Mostly I seem to get them at work, but I’ll run across them at other places.

“Hey, you want that empty box?” I’ll ask, and usually I’ll get it.

You know how it is: You never know when you might have to mail or ship some small gift or item, and you want to have a good, little, appropriately sized sturdy box to do it with.

So when I see one, I’ll save it. Usually I bring them home and pitch them into an attic or closet.

I wait for that moment when my wife walks up with something to send to her young niece or nephew and asks: “Do you have a box we could send this in?”

“Yes,” I’ll say confidently. “Of course I do.”


AN OLD MEMORY: I share this because today is Abraham Lin­coln’s birthday. Do you remember when you were in elementary school and you would spend this part of February making silhouettes of President Lincoln and George Washington?

I’m not sure why I remember it, but I do, just like I remember when we thought it was a big deal in 1959 when they changed the back of the penny, putting the Lincoln Memorial’s image in place of the “One Cent” design.


THANKS: Speaking of that time of year, the Girl Scouts of Historic Georgia wanted to remind me (and you) that cookie season is upon us. They left three boxes of their famous disappearing cookies on my desk last week.

Yes, by the next day, they had vanished, leaving me surrounded by smiling co-workers … and some crumbs. Or vice versa.


YOUR MAIL: My good friends Ernest and Martha Odom, of Evans, had a great time traveling in a warm place – the Caribbean on cruise. They were sailing with a group of seniors from First Baptist of Augusta. They sent one postcard from the Bahamas and another from St. Maarten.

Not too far away in the Cayman Islands, Pat and Wayne Fuller, of North Augusta, sent a postcard from Hell, a very warm resort, they say.


TODAY’S JOKE: Here’s one from Everett Fernandez:

The child was a typical 4-year-old girl – cute, inquisitive, bright as a new penny. When she expressed difficulty in grasping the concept of marriage, her father decided to pull out his wedding photo album, thinking images would help.

One page after another, he pointed out the bride arriving at the church, the entrance, the wedding ceremony, the recessional, the reception, etc.

“Now do you understand?” he asked.

“I think so,” she said. “Is that when mommy came to work for us?”


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