Sunday, October 30, 2011

Thursday, October 27, 2011

Sweet Alice,
So here’s the thing: YOU ARE A CIRCUS ACT!

Lala and I took care of you last Saturday night and you put on a show for us. We were very 

entertained. You rolled, pushed, crawled backwards, tried to bite Sophie’s head off and made beautiful 

little baby noises, squeaking and squawking and oh, you cried too, but hey, part of the deal, right?

So back to this idea about “a circus act”, I can’t remember if I have ever been to a circus or not. I think I 

have. I did just finish reading a book about a circus (Water for Elephants) and it was good. And I learned a lot about the circus.

Here are some things I learned:

It seems it requires a lot of different people with a lot of different skills to make the show go on.

It’s kind of like what Paul talks about in the New Testament, when he describes the church as “the body 

of Christ”. There are hands, feet, noses, eyes, ears…all kinds of parts that make up the body but not one part is more important than the other…it takes all the parts to make the body a body.

Everybody is important.

No different in the circus.

Animal trainers,


The elephants, tigers,

The people who put up the big tent,

The people who clean up after the animals,

The Ring Master,

The flying trapeze people,

And lots of other people doing all kinds of things,

But again, everybody is important.

As you get older Alice you will have to discover how it is you fit into this circus we call life. You will have to figure out what your particular gifts are.

Finding out where you fit in this world can take a while sometimes Alice. But once you know you are a ring master or a flying trapeze person or a nose, ear or arm, it won’t be a show any more, it won’t be an act.

It will be Alice…

And that will be just fine.

Thanks for the Show Alice!

In the meantime, remember everybody is important!


Thursday, October 20, 2011


Sweet Alice,

Last week we talked about choices in a humorous 

kind of way. I’m not sure if either of those folks 

gave up their teams but someone ending up losing 

and someone ending up winning…at least 

according to the rules of football.

Questions (football aside and all):

Does someone always have to lose?

Is there a way for everyone to win?

Is it about winning and losing?

Or is “it” about something else?

This life Alice, your life Alice, what is it all about?

When my life on this earth has ended will they 

ask, “Did he win or did he lose?”

What is there to win?

What is there to lose?

Jesus said we had to lose our own lives before we can find “LIFE”…

There is a Zen saying that goes, “die before you die”

I would say that both of these statements are 
pointing to something important.

But neither are pointing to winning and losing.

Maybe it has something to do about what it really means to be human.

Maybe it has something to do about Grampa’s relationship with you, with  your mother, your daddy, Lala, Mimi, and Big…


Oh well, I’m still struggling with all this and I hope you struggle with it to, because I think it's important.

Love you Alice,


Sunday, October 16, 2011

Saturday, October 15, 2011

Whose Side Are You On Alice?


Sweet Alice,
Seems this fall Saturday brings a quandary into your life. There seem to be some choices you have to make.

Well, first let's define 


Perplexity or uncertainty over what to do in a difficult situation

I would not call your situation difficult but it is a situation.
Your Mimi graduated from Georgia
Your Daddy graduated from Vanderbilt

There is an old ancient story found the Hebrew Scriptures about a mother who was in a quandary.
It goes like this:

Two women came to King Solomon and stood before him. One woman (#1) said: "My Lord, this woman and I dwell in the same house, and I gave birth to a child while with her in the house. On the third day after I gave birth, she also gave birth. We live together; there is no outsider with us in the house; only the two of us were there. The son of this woman died during the night because she lay upon him. She arose during the night and took my son from my side while I was asleep, and lay him in her bosom, and her dead son she laid in my bosom. when I got up in the morning to nurse my son, behold, he was dead! But when I observed him (later on) in the morning, I realized that he was not my son to whom I had given birth!"The other woman (#2) replied: "It is not so! My son is the live one and your son is the dead one!"The first woman (#1) responded: "It is not so! Your son is the dead one and my son is the living one!"They argued before King Solomon.
King Solomon said: "this woman (#2) claims 'My son is the live one and your son is the dead one, 'and this woman (#1) claims 'Your son is the dead one and my son is the living one!"'King Solomon said, "Bring me a sword!" So they brought a sword before the King. The King said, "Cut the living child in two, and give half to one and half to the other"The woman (#2) turned to the King, because her compassion was aroused for her son, and said: "Please my Lord, give her the living child and do not kill it!"But the other woman (#1) said: "Neither mine nor yours shall he be. Cut!"The King spoke up and said: "Give her (#2) the living child, and do not kill it, for she is his mother!" All of Israel heard the judgment that the King had judged. They had great awe for the King, for they saw that the wisdom of God was within him to do justice. [I Melachim 3:16 - 27]. The woman was rightfully awarded custody of her son.
So what does this story have to do with your situation?
You see, out of love and compassion for her son, the real mother was willing to suffer by giving him away instead of letting him die.

So you need to bring these two fans before you and ask them which one of them is willing to give up their team for you, so you will not be placed in such an awkward position of having to make some difficult choices.

Or you could go to Emory University, where Grampa went to grad school and just not have to worry about these silly football games.

So many, many choices Alice!

Go Vandy!!!!!!!!

Love you,

Sunday, October 9, 2011

Sunday Haiku

Boo! it's October,
Your very first Halloween.
Please don't scare Grampa

Friday, October 7, 2011



I am really missing you this week. I think 
this weather we are having has something to do with the way I’m feeling, besides the fact of YOU~

This time of year has always been a special time of year at Grampa’s house. Someday you need to ask your daddy, “Daddy, what was October like at your house when you were a little boy?”

You will hear stories about pumpkin seeds, boiled peanuts, “Fat Man’s”, carving pumpkins and chili. I won’t go into the details of that, I’ll let your daddy tell you those stories. But it was a wonderful time of year for Grampa and Lala and our two children.

So maybe I’m missing you so much because I want to have that kind of fun with you during this time of year. And if life is good, we will have some October times together and one day you can tell your own stories about how special Octobers are at your house and maybe even a few stories about October at Grampa’s house.

Just remember that this October, 2011, your Grampa was missing you a lot and wanted you to be at his house, learning about pumpkin seeds, carving pumpkins and boiled peanuts.

I love you Sweet Alice,


Sunday, October 2, 2011