Ronda Rich's blog

2 strangers are linked forever

Tue, 02 Sep 2008 16:34:01 -0400

Several years ago, an obituary in the Atlanta paper caught my eye and I clipped it out. I ran across it recently and, again as then, I found myself fascinated by how it summed up the man that died and what that summation says about our society.

Cats or possums?

Tue, 26 Aug 2008 15:52:47 -0400

You may recall past columns where I wrote of my friend, Stevie, who rescues distressed possums, and then influenced me to do the same when I found an injured possum on my front porch.

Mickey Mantle’s refrain

Tue, 19 Aug 2008 15:53:25 -0400

It may seem surprising to you — for it is to me — that I, the undeniable embodiment of all things Southern, should become so fascinated by a Yankee.

Conniption fits: How they work

Tue, 12 Aug 2008 16:27:46 -0400

Right then and there in the Los Angeles International Airport, I thought I was going to have to pitch a conniption fit. That, to explain a conniption fit properly, is when a woman of Southern origin creates a scene of dramatic wailing and gnashing of teeth.

Guess what?

Tue, 05 Aug 2008 16:05:42 -0400

As life stretches on, it is always a blessing to share a history with those who know you well. It is a bond that cannot be fabricated for it is created by the times and stories you mutually share over many years.

How do you like me now?

Tue, 29 Jul 2008 16:31:21 -0400

The subject of homecoming queens started in the odd way that some topics enter into a conversation. It really had nothing to do with what we were discussing but then, in a very real way, it did.

Crazy over a lost love

Tue, 22 Jul 2008 17:00:15 -0400

I’d always heard that love – or rather the loss of it – could drive a woman crazy. Push her plum to the edge and sometimes even push her over it until she was in a free fall that landed her slap-dab in the middle of crazy.

Billy and Sparkle on the streets of New York

Tue, 15 Jul 2008 16:15:30 -0400

A friend emailed to remind me of something I had long forgotten.

“I still owe you a theater date,” he wrote, referring to that time in New York City when business had delayed him and he had flown in too late for the Broadway play.

A grand ol’ singing at the Opry

Tue, 08 Jul 2008 17:05:08 -0400

To be quite frank, I don’t remember from where the idea arose. It could have been at the suggestion of one of two friends or – and this is quite possible – it was my own bright idea.

Beauty and the beholder

Tue, 01 Jul 2008 17:23:25 -0400

Sophie Rose was not, in the assessment of other women, what you would call “pretty.”

She was not even, as Southern women are fond of saying when the words “pretty” or “beautiful” simply cannot be used, attractive.

Hoping for wailing, gnashing of teeth

Tue, 24 Jun 2008 16:54:24 -0400

It is not certain how we got on the subject, but somehow a friend mentioned that when he dies, he wants “What A Wonderful World” by Louis Armstrong to be played at his funeral.

You can’t have one without the other

Tue, 17 Jun 2008 16:16:45 -0400

Once when I was young and love had broken my heart for the first time, I thought I would never recover from the agony resulting when the bliss had been sucker-punched and sent packing.

Romance ruled by committee

Tue, 10 Jun 2008 16:27:58 -0400

It would behoove all you men to thoroughly understand one thing: we women normally conduct our romances by committee.

Writing the book on book writing

Tue, 03 Jun 2008 17:53:03 -0400

A friend and I were just talking about this. Talking about how so many people want to write a book.

Banking on doggie biscuits

Tue, 27 May 2008 17:17:58 -0400

Dixie Dew and I quit a bank I’ve been doing business with for 15 years, marking the first time in 20 years that I have closed a financial account.