Horses, Brahma cattle, burnt gunpowder, puppy dogs, mud on a hot muffler, salt air on the gulf, a fishing camp, and even though I despise being cooped up with a smoker I always liked the faint smell of a cigarette from 20 feet away across the deck of a trawler out on the Gulf. I'll think of more.


Patriotism (and religion) is the last refuge of a scoundrel.

Jesus: "Take heed that no man deceive you."