It is hard to hunt the swamps when we have had so much rain. The mosquitoes are vicious, and are giving the old therma cell a run for its money. Thus far, my meager attempts at bow hunting have provided no fresh venison.
We ventured out on the salt this week and brought home a few redfish, that were mighty good blackened up with grits. We also battled some of the largest sting rays I have ever caught on rod and reel. The best news to report here is, I can feel a coolness in air on these mornings, and I know fall is coming, and better days ahead on the water and in the field.
The United States Air Force turned 67 years old this week, happy birthday to our youngest service. Guitar legend Jimi Hendrix left us on September 18, 1970, far too young and too soon. Scotland voted this week to remain a part of Great Briton, with a monumental turn out of voters.
On this day back in 1973, a soft spoken man from right up the road in Waycross Georgia also left this world way to soon. Born Cecil Ingram Connor III, the world knew this young man as Gram Parson. You may not have heard him, but I can guarantee you have heard his songs. In his short carrier he was a member of several prominent bands of the time including the Byrds and The Flying Burrito Brothers. He also introduced to the world a red dirt girl from Birmingham Alabama, as his back up singer named Emmylou Harris. He brought pure country music into the rock and roll world of the time, and even played gospel music with electric guitars and drums. His rendition of the old gospel standard "Farther Along" was one of Belinda's favorites, and we sang it at her memorial service. Gram taught us that "Love Hurts" and takes a lot of pain, but he also shared with us a smile and a sly look that now we can only see in pictures, he will never grow old, he will always be 27 years old. Check out his music if you haven't. It will be well worth the time.Old Captain sends
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