Huh? What's Up With That?

  outlaw turned evangelist...                    The first time I saw Jeff Stultz, he was getting off  an elevator at a hotel in Laurel, Mississippi.  His appearance was enough to cause anyone to have second thoughts about their safety if they met him in a dark alley at 3:00am.  The perception would have been true in an earlier part of his life.  Add to that persona his missionary work of today, and, he made a perfect, Fairy Tale, minus any animals .   HUH ?   What's up with that ?   Mike Grubb, the president of, Hellfighters International, passed away and I am here along with bikers from 15 other states to honor him, Jeff said as he told me why he was in Mississippi.  Mike was from Laurel.    When did you start riding a motorcycle and adopt the lifestyle?   I was in the military and I joined the motorcycle life in the service.  I went AWOL and got a dishonorable disch...

suits me...                         The first hint of the potential for a problem arrived in our mailbox earlier this year in the form of a, Hold The Date Notice .  The official problem was spelled out about six weeks later when an envelope containing the actual wedding invitation was delivered by the USPS..     How could I know a major expenditure would be tucked in plain site within those gracious and eloquent words?   HUH ?  What's up with that ?    It was almost noon and I was sitting on a stool at the end of the kitchen island when I opened the missive.  Regina was preparing a Swiss Cheese sandwich on a whole wheat bun with lettuce, tomato, and  Marzetti's Slaw Dressing.   I told her who was getting married, the time, date, and, place.    Let me see the invitation , she said.   Is that really necessary ? I countered.   What do you me...