The International Brotherhood of Magicians I was distraught when they started tearing down the orange grove, just beyond Lake Holloway Blvd. I loved playing in the groves. Ahh, progress is often painful. So the fruit trees came down. However, there was a bright spot to losing the trees: the paved roads. I found this exciting…
The First Wonder I am sure I had experienced it before. I just don’t remember. But the wonder moment on this day, I do remember well. I was in the second grade. We had moved in mid-year from Orlando to a little community called Milford, Kansas. My father had joined the Army as a Chaplin…
In the late 1980’s in Nashville, Channel 4 started a winter weather report, called the Snowbird Report. It featured two puppet characters—Snowbird, a penguin and his snarky side-kick Myron, The Rat. After all, if you’re going to announce lousy weather…why not do it with loveable characters? One of the creators of this duo was Steve…
The First Magic Shop As a middle school-aged boy I would occasionally stay with my paternal grandparents, Loyd and Ruby Humston for a night. Maybe it was the comfort of their older home. That little bungalow style home sat just a football field away from Lake Arianna, in Auburndale, Florida. As a boy, I remember…
Here’s out 2017 Year In Review! Be sure to enlarge so you can read it easily! I appreciate you standing with me in 2017! Sharing His Wonder,
Johnny Cash was quite the man. Born way before my time and passing away on my birthday, in September 2003 at the age of 71, he was an American Icon. I became a Cash fan in the later stage of his life. (During what some call the “American Recordings” era). I DID have the opportunity…
The First Time I was on a preview visit to the University I was hoping to attend in Nashville, Tennessee. Somehow —not sure how—I’d heard that there was a museum of magic history in a suburb, of Nashville, called Brentwood. I had a great Uncle that lived in Brentwood so my parents were familiar…
When my maternal grandmother—Leda Mabry Flatt– passed away in May of 2006, and since I inherited the Flatt family gift of gab, my mother asked me to speak at the service. I was struck with, “What can I say at my granny’s funeral?” Each of my family members would have different memories that we…
You can see the poster image on this post of Carter the Great playing poker with the Devil himself. It’s a marvelous piece of art and a remembrance of the time when the Art of Magic had a public fascination with the fallen beings of the supernatural realm. (That’s another forthcoming post.) So of course,…