[em]Jimmy Reed is an Oxford, Mississippi resident, Ole Miss and Delta State University alumnus, Vietnam Era Army Veteran, former Mississippi Delta cotton farmer and ginner, author, and retired college teacher.
Other books by Jimmy Reed include [strong]The Jaybird Tales[/strong].
Copies, including personalized autographs, can be reserved by notifying the author via email (.(JavaScript must be enabled to view this email address)).[/em]
During my teaching career, my New Year’s resolution was to teach students what Jaybird taught me. When facing difficult tasks, do this first: the hardest part
“To the Lord, the voices of His children lifted in praise and joy are beautiful, no matter how they sound to others, so keep doing what Smith said you do: Bawl, boy, bawl.”
I closed my eyes, bowed my head, and made a confession to myself and to the God who made that little boy and me: I take too much for granted; I’m not thankful enough.
That demon claimed Mr. Lu. Not long after he was last seen, duck hunters found his body floating in the slough, with several quarts of Falstaff in the deep pockets of his coat. He died alone, but not forgotten by those of us who knew him. He was a ch
I realized that acts of love and kindness, however small, are never wasted, and in due time are reciprocated, not just between people, but also between people and animals
Watching them fade into the distance, clanking mugs together in a toast, I thought to myself … the likes of them are not to be found on this earth: those terrifying, terrible, Transylvanian troglodytes
Dad looked at his prize dog, at his sniffling son, at his wife, at his cotton pickers and tractors sitting idle, and shaking his head in total disgust, all he could think to say was: “Boy, boy, boy, boy, boy!”
When the dust finally settled, those witnessing the disaster crept closer, and peering through shattered glass, saw four men, pale as ghosts, clinging to each other