Destination: Boyd’s Jig & Reel

Driving across Tennessee in mid June, Heidi and I decided we wanted to find a place that had live music, away from the typical live-music venues. She found a pub in Knoxville: Boyd’s Jig & Reel. They had a Bluegrass jam session. I’ve never sat and listened to live Bluegrass before, so it sounded exciting.

And the night was exciting.

When we got downtown, we found a parking lot a block away from the pub and started figuring out how much money we needed to pay to be in the lot.

The cloud in the following picture loomed over us.

Before we could figure out the cost, the cloud let loose. It was what I call a “gully washer.” Everything was immediately soaked, and had we not hopped back in the car, we would have been as well.

Heidi asked: “do you want to skip it?”

“No way. We’re here! Let’s go.” I wasn’t going to let a gully washer get in the way of live music, and good food.


I got her poncho out of the back of the car and about that time, the gully washer was done. We were still wet, but it didn’t matter. We headed up the street in search of the pub.





We made it just fine. The crowd was light, the music was pretty good, and the fish ‘n chips were decent.

The only drawback was that I was freezing the entire time. The AC in the place was working fine. No complaints. It was worth it.



All photos copyright © Timothy J. Hammons, 2025.

Proud Father Alert: My Youngest Graduates

My youngest son, Joseph, graduated on Saturday. I am proud of him, and as I told him, not just because he graduated from high school, but because he has really grown in maturity over his 18 years, and taken responsibility for life. He not only graduated from high school, but managed to do so with with 46 college credits by taking dual-credit course. If he gets full credit for them, that will be the equivalent of his freshman year.

But the other blessing to the dual-credit courses is that he already understands that college courses are more difficult than high school courses. Therefore, you have to work harder. He has learned that lesson.

He has also accumulated a healthy dose of scholarship money for his first year of college. That is a real blessing.





All photos are copyright © Timothy J. Hammons, 2025.

 

 

Day One: Summer Vacation

Today got off to a much better start than yesterday did, which is good, because today is the actual first day of summer vacation. There are roughly 60 days to go before returning to the grind of teaching full-time.

But enough of that negative talk. Today began grandly: coffee in the morning with Heidi, then taking her car over to our local mechanic for service. Nothing exciting there, but that fact that we were together, was enough.

Dropping off the car is actually where things got interesting. Danielle, the lady who is the cashier in charge of the books at Freddie Kish’s Automotive, also rescues homeless cats. She is the reason we already have two cats, Pericope, and Synecdoche. (See below). She finds homes for strays and betrayed kittens all across the county. Our two, Pericope and Synecdoche, were found abandoned in the trunk of a tree, and rescued. This caused them to be a bit stand offish when we first got them. After a year and half, they’ve warmed up to us.

But alas, back to Danielle. She was letting Heidi hold a beautiful little black male kitten… and … well… it looks like we are going to get a third cat in about six weeks. He has to grow beyond the bottle feeding that he is going through now. I would put my foot down and say “enough! we already have two cats.” But I couldn’t do that to Epitome… did I say we already named him?

We had to name him in keeping with the literary terms, and Epitome fit. We had Grok help us, but actually came up with Epitome on our own.

Once we dropped off the car, she decided she wanted to go to Atwood’s… for a dress. They sell farm and ranch stuff, along with clothes and chickens. She saw the chickens and said she wanted about 10 of them. Nope! I stood firm. Three cats will be enough… unless… well, let’s not go there. (I think I plan on not letting her around Danielle any more.)

The day was filled with other events:

  • A trip to Hobby Lobby for knobs, hooks, and paint. She wants me to add more hooks to the many we already have. A woman cannot have enough hooks!
  • Yard work: I cut the front yard in an attempt to thwart the local man who wonders around looking for an extra $40 by cutting my yard for me. He never does as good a job as I do.
  • Trying to save one of the bushes I planted two weeks ago after someone stepped on it.
  • Digging up grass that is in the wrong place. This is a full-time job.
  • And watching the first part of Band of Brothers in honor of Memorial Day.

I think this was a great first day. I pray that I have many more.

Wait, I also published two sermons on the church’s Substack, Waco Reformed Church.

The first sermon is Bless Those Who Curse You and focuses on Christ’s instructions on turning the other cheek.

The second was Do Not Sound a Trumpet, and deals with how we are to give charity to those in need, in view of the Father, and not what others think of us. The surprise in preaching this sermon is the realization that the Bible forbids giving to those who will not work. We are to give to those poor, who do not have enough. This is really quite a realization since so much of what is done in the name of charity gives to the sluggard and the lazy in our culture. That needs to stop. More on that later, perhaps.

Well… that is a great start to summer vacation.


This is Pericope, hiding from my amongst my commentaries.


Here is Synecdoche. As I looked for a picture for her, I realized I have very few of her. Pericope is obviously the family ham, or as some would say, the photo bomber.

 

 

 

New Year’s Eve at the Beach

After enjoying Christmas down in Galveston, we decided to go back for New Year’s. This time, we had Joseph with us and managed one good day on the beach. It was actually too cold and windy on New Year’s Day.




The above photo was replicating the photos Heidi and I took on Christmas Eve. This one below, is our first attempt, when Joseph was trying to keep his shoes dry.



Heidi says it looked like a body was lying there.




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Merry Christmas, From Galveston

Heidi and I made our second trip to Galveston in as many months, just to get away. We didn’t have family coming to visit, and couldn’t go visit family, so we treated ourselves to a condo on the west beach of Galveston.

In our first trip to Galveston, right before Thanksgiving, we stayed in a loft just off the infamous Strand Blvd. It was a nice loft. Staying downtown was not really our thing. We walked the Strand. But it’s actually just like any other tourist town, only with more humid air and the thought of the sea not far away. She convinced me of this when were sat in a chocolate store, sipping on a shake, and I was talking about which truffles I wanted to buy. She pointed out that it’s the same truffles you find in the store in Fredericksburg, or Gatlinburg, or any other tourist trap.

“You mean, they don’t make it here?” Nope. Bought if from a supplier. The luster was gone. Along with the Strand itself, visiting the boring and dirty Bishop’s Palace, and eating at the infamous Fisherman’s Warf, we were done with downtown Galveston. We just don’t care for touristy.

Yet, Heidi was willing to try a condo on west beach in the Pointe West Beach Club,  just east of San Luis Pass, which meant that we didn’t have to drive down through Galveston proper to get to it. It was closer driving through Freeport.

It didn’t take her long to realize why I liked Galveston so much. It’s not Galveston proper, but west beach. That is where my family spent a good deal of time in my teenage years.

She loved it, which surprised us both. It’s not just the beach, but the waves, and the smell of the waves, and the sound of the waves, and the sand, and the shells, and more waves. Wave after wave comes plowing up on the beach and it is medicinal to the soul. Whether we were walking along the beach, or sitting on the balcony of condo 202, it was wonderful.

We were only there for one full day, Christmas Eve, so we made the most of it. We made three trips from the condo, down the boardwalk, and onto the beach. Our first trip, we walked west for a while. Our second trip, we walked even further east for a while. By the end of the day, my step-counter on my phone registered more than 9,000 steps. We were getting our money’s worth.

All this to say, Merry Christmas, from Galveston… west beach in particular.


Our condo was in the blue one over her shoulder.


The boardwalk. An no, we didn’t go under the boardwalk. There be rattlesnakes in ‘dem bushes.



The BEST shot of the day!



The sunset.


All photos are copyright © Timothy J. Hammons, 2024. 

 

 

 

 

 

Standing on the Seawall

How many thousands upon thousands of people have strolled along the Galveston Seawall since it was first constructed in 1902 is hard to imagine. We would probably be surprised at the numbers, or the celebrities, or even villains who have strolled along the wall, looking out over the sand and the sea.

But for me, walking with Heidi was a moment that I desired for a long time. I wanted to stand there, look out over the sea with her, just as my grandfather had once done with my grandmother. And perhaps, as my father had done with my mother. The sea wall, the soft sand, the pitiful waves, are part of my family history. Not a huge part, but a part nonetheless.

We stood, looking over the pitiful waves, feeling the wind on our faces, watching the sun set. It was a moment, where history came together, along with the love the LORD had given us. Words fail me…


 





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Gaido’s in Galveston

I was almost like a kid last week as we crossed over the bridge in I-45 driving into Galveston. We were getting there before our check-in time at a VRBO down close to the Strand, and Heidi suggested we head on to Gaido’s for an early dinner. It had been almost 50 years since my last visit there, back in the late 1970s. My family often spent weekends in Galveston while living in Houston, either to go spend time on my father’s boats or to stay at my mother’s beach house out at Jamaica Beach.

I wanted to take Heidi so that we could enjoy the restaurant together. We certainly did, because it is an old-style restaurant with white table clothes, carpet, and no loud music. It had music, but throwback music to the 1940s or maybe 1950s jazz.





AS you can see, it has a wonderful set up, like something from the 1960s or before. Restaurants likes Gaido’s use  to be the norm, but so many of them have opted for the Spaghetti Warehouse model, concrete, wide-open spaces, with loud music, so that if you want to have a conversation, you have to yell to be heard.

We started our dinner with a plate of oysters. Since it was November, that is an acceptable month of oysters. You never order them in May, June, or July, only in months that have an ‘R’ in the name.

Our oysters were covered with a hollandaise sauce that has bacon bits and green onions mixed in for extra flavor. Delicious.



Heidi had one of the specials of the day, blacked snapper, which just melted in our mouths. Yes, she let me have a bite.



I opted for a combo plate with charbroiled snapper, fried shrimp, and scallops. As usual, hers was better, but mine was still excellent.



Did I mention the bread the brought with our appetizer? It too, was extremely delicious. By the time we finished, I think our waitress (yes, that is the gender proper form), knew better than to offer us dessert. We were stuffed.

Another neat aspect of Gaido’s is that they are also part museum since they have been there so long.



This is one of my favorite pictures, the construction of the sea wall from the early 1900s. The only problem with the sea wall is that it doesn’t circumnavigate the city. Otherwise, it was a great idea.




All photos are copyright © Timothy J. Hammons, 2024. 

From the Archives: A Critique of Mark A. Garcia’s Post After the Patriarchy, Part 1.

(Originally published July 13, 2016. Since publishing this, Garcia’s post has been scrubbed from they internet. It won’t be missed. The point of my article is to show how progressives deal with Biblical patriarchy by appealing to lofty language in order to obscure biblical truth. The word of God has not changed, and neither has God. Therefore, patriarchy remains the calling of every man, in every family, in the church, and in society. All who pray the words, “Our Father, who art in heaven,” fundamentally agree with patriarchy. It comes from God and His very nature.

Another reason that I’m reposting this article, is because the failure to be patriarchal on the part of the church, is one of the Top 10 reasons the church is no longer the Pillar of Truth (1 Timothy 3:15). Just think of the great contradictions over the past few years. WE were aghast that a Supreme Court nominee cannot define what a woman is, but for the most part, we have been silent on the issue of the biblical roles of men and women. Yes, there are ministries devoted to it, but the pulpits in general, even where they are patriarchal in their understanding of things, have remained silent, lest they offend the feminists in their midst. This too shows a sad reality: far too many pastors would rather remain silent on what Scripture says, in order to avoid offending the goats, while starving the sheep. I’ve come to realize the loneliest sheep in our midst is always the woman who has a clear understanding of her role in the family and the church, and never gets any support from her own shepherd.

As for the article by Garcia, he was correct on one issue: patriarchal complimentarianism is dead. Those of us who are patriarchal today, prefer to call it what it is, biblical patriarchy. WE quit using the word complimentarianism a while back when we realized it anyone claiming to be complimentarian were nothing more than feminist who were to afraid to admit that reality about themselves. 

One more note: my hope in republishing it, is not the attack on Garcia per se, but to help you see how so many love to water down the truth in academia, always talking around a subject, but never really looking to it and submitting to God’s word as we are called to do. Enjoy.


First off, for those of you who don’t know me, the one thing that bothers me most in Christian circles is when a man preaches or teaches in such a way that sounds lofty and erudite, but is nothing more than a liberal screed (think N.T. Wright). I believe the loftier, the more dangerous a man’s speech. Jesus, Paul, Peter, and Stephen would not have fit in the erudite circles of the church today.

Secondly, I’ve been told that I’m very blunt when I preach and teach. To me, there is no greater compliment. Show me from scripture one sermon that was not in someone’s face, drawing a line in the sand, or calling out sinners to repentance, as opposed to what is set forth today in many circles, lofty words that tickle our intellectual fancies.

The point is that, when I read Mark A. Garcia’s post After Patriarchy, Part 1, I couldn’t help but think he was trying to bamboozle us with his lofty words. For the first two paragraphs, he was obviously writing for the inner circle, no, more like the inner sanctum of the high priestly elites of Christendom. He was much like Dennis Miller, dropping names and references to things that only six people in the country really know anything about, and laughing endlessly because only they get the inside joke. So needless to say, I wasn’t impressed with Garcia from the beginning. I didn’t know where he was going and it didn’t look like he did either. But that is because I don’t know the inside joke, and he does.

But he did finally meander his way to a point. He is making the poorly supported case for a more broad understanding of a woman’s role in marriage, with the usual calls to be broader in our thinking, and more claims that scholarship supports this gradual and more enlightened movement from a more conservative approach to a woman’s role in the family. He is working his way to saying that patriarchal complimentarianism is dead, and the ones who don’t know that are foolish.

But before we go deeper, let’s try to clarify. Granted, when it comes to the patriarchy/complimentarianism debate, I’m hardly an expert. But neither is anyone else as far as I can tell. Everyone seems to be talking past each other and if you are not careful, you will be called a member of one side or the other in a way that really is meant as an insult.

On the patriarchy side of things, there are people like Douglas Wilson who hold that a man is the head of his household and that the woman is there to serve her husband. Since he clearly states what he means by this, I will quote him:

Patriarchy simply means “father rule,” and so it follows that every biblical Christian holds to patriarchy. The husband is the head of the wife as Christ is the head of the church (Eph. 5:23), and fathers have the central responsibility to bring up their children in the nurture and admonition of the Lord (Eph. 6:4). Children are required to obey their parents (both of them), and since the wife is to follow the lead of her husband in all things (Eph. 5:24), this means that the father is responsible to provide for and protect his family. Father rule. That’s the good part.

This seems reasonable enough. The problem (which Wilson also identifies) is that fallen men are called to marriages and often abuse this position of authority. They tend to think it means “little dictator” and end up becoming…well, I can’t say where that thought ended up.

This is why strong elders are needed in the church. When someone is abusing their position given to them by God, they need to be confronted. Because there is this lack of confrontation, those who hold to patriarchy tend to be metaphorically tarred and feathered by the more “enlightened” corner of Christianity.

Now, as for complimentarians…It is really hard to pinpoint what they actually believe. I read in the New Geneva Study Bible the footnote for Genesis 2:20 that uses the phrase “comparable to him,” the following: “this expression assumes a complementary relationship; what he lacked she supplied and vice versa.” I can live with that. My wife certainly compliments me in this way, and I’m truly grateful.

But after that, it becomes much more fuzzy and I get the impression that many complimentarians are nothing more the feminist in disguise. Well, I shouldn’t say that. I should say that Garcia is nothing more than a feminist in disguise.

Allow me to define what a feminist is: a feminist is a woman or a man, that want to erase the male/female distinctions in the family, workplace and all of society. On some level, they also want to tear men down and subjugate men. There are really varying degrees of feminism, but I think the best way to understand it is in light of the curse in Genesis.  Feminists are women living out the curse: “Your desire shall be for your husband, and he shall rule over you” (Genesis 3:16). The desire here is not sexual desire, but a desire to rule and control their husbands.  That is not a good thing.

With that background, let’s move forward with Garcia’s post. What he starts out doing is calling us to go back to all the theologians of the past and re-read them with the intent of finding out what they actually believed about women and their roles in marriage. He asks us if we have read Gregory of Nyssa on the Trinity. And if we have, then we should go back and read Gregory on women. He is making the assumption that Gregory was as confused about the role of women in marriage as he is.

Realize that when you look throughout church history, you don’t find a lot of women leading their husbands or women’s ministries because they understood their role in the family. Yes, the struggle of the curse was always there, but for the most part, men understood their role in the family and women understood their role. After all, it was quite obvious. With women giving birth to children, the most noble of all callings, they didn’t have time for worldly pursuits, or making a name for themselves.

Feminism has so saturated the church today, that we cannot see these clear distinctions in calling. We raise our daughters with the idea that they can be anything they want to be and if pregnancy gets in the way, that’s OK, we can kill the child in her womb. In fact, even in Christian homes, girls are raised with the idea that they need to go to college, get a career, and then after they have been satisfied in all the worldly pleasures, then settle down and have one baby, maybe two. I have heard from women raised in the church, while in college, tell me quite simply that they didn’t want the “burden” of children. I pointed out that this was a feminist view of the world, and was shortly thereafter “unfriended” by them. Never mind the directive: be fruitful and multiply.

The confusion in our day has become so pronounced that in the next few years, our daughters and wives can also go off to war. I believe this is because the church has clearly abdicated its place in reminding the women of our day that their greatest calling is giving birth to the next generation. Their calling is not to be all they can be. It is not to climb the corporate ladder. It is not to serve in any role just to prove their worthiness. As long as we continue with the charade, the importance of children will continue to be overlooked, and our society will see them only as the political footballs that they are now.

So when I read the liberal diatribe by Mr. Garcia, you can see that it gets my blood boiling. He is most erudite, and wordy. He says a lot, without actually saying a thing. He defends, not a biblical position, but being more biblical without actually referring to the Bible. He makes allusions to the fact that there have been abuses in patriarchy, and then makes the false assumption, that since there have been abuses in patriarchy, then all those who hold to the patriarchal position must be wrong.

We see this when he writes:

To avoid the dangers of reactionary error, the most responsible and well-informed voices need to be clear that, for example, our rediscovered sensitivity to the dark reality of spousal abuse does not mean we do not need to be very careful in identifying spousal misconduct as “abuse.”

Just look at his language: “the most responsible and well-informed voices…” that is code speak for, “those who agree with me are the most responsible and well-informed voices. Everyone else is daft.” Mr. Garcia, please just say what you believe: that everyone who disagrees with you is a backwards rube. And thank you for your nod in the direction that you, have discovered, that spousal abuse actually exists. We have known this for quite some time. Glad you are with the program.

He goes on to give a nod toward “submission” which is the closest to Scripture he actually comes and writes:

Our most responsible reading of what “submission” does and does not mean should not somehow entail, for our thinking or our rhetoric, that Scripture does not in fact teach that wives should “submit” to their husbands in the Lord. The fact of nuances and richness in biblical teaching on the grounds for a valid divorce does not mean divorce has limitless grounds (it does not), that divorce is no longer a significant problem in our day (it is), or that divorce ever takes place without the serious sin of at least one, though maybe only one, spouse (it only ever does). In these examples and many others, we must be painstakingly careful not to confuse our rejection of a bad idea or framework with the acceptance of every possible opposing one.

In other words, unless we see “submission” as Garcia & Company say it is, then clearly we are not being reasonable and fair minded in our approach to Scripture. Whenever scholars start throwing around the phrases like “nuances and richness in biblical teaching” you can count that not much biblical teaching will follow. And it doesn’t. In fact, the word “submission” is about the only Bible verse, nay word, that Garcia quotes.

Garcia is referencing Ephesians 5:22 to try and show us he understands the biblical teaching, but then quickly changes the subject and moves on to divorce to tell us what a problem it is. Notice the glaring non-sequitur in his argumentation. He brings up divorce because he has already said far too much about submission for  his own comfort. This is because he cannot hold to his position and give us an honest reflection on what the verse actually says. Liberals never can. We know the word of God doesn’t change, and the biblical idea of submission will not change even with “a vast amount of solid biblical and theological scholarship over the last several decades.” Garcia is trying to lead us to believe that new discoveries have been made, which mean that submission, doesn’t really mean submission.

So allow me to do what Garcia won’t do: actually look at the verse.

Ephesians 5:22 reads Wives, submit to your own husbands, as to the LORD. The idea of submission is a military term that was used of those in the lower ranks, submitting, aligning under, placing themselves under their commanding officers so that the command could be successful in warfare. It is a voluntary act of the woman. It is not something that man can command. Yet, for a woman not to submit to her husband is to be in rebellion against the LORD. She is to submit to him, and serve him, as she would the LORD.

Peter, in his treatment on wives submitting to their husbands, even unbelieving ones, gives us an example of what this submission looks like:

Do not let your adorning be external—the braiding of hair and the putting on of gold jewelry, or the clothing you wear— but let your adorning be the hidden person of the heart with the imperishable beauty of a gentle and quiet spirit, which in God’s sight is very precious. For this is how the holy women who hoped in God used to adorn themselves, by submitting to their own husbands,as Sarah obeyed Abraham, calling him lord. And you are her children, if you do good and do not fear anything that is frightening (1 Peter 3:3-6).

Notice the example we are given. It is Sarah, who obeyed her husband, even when he told her to lie about their marriage (twice), and she is commended for obeying him. She didn’t argue with him, usurp his authority, tell him how wrong he was, but obeyed him.What she did was right and glorifying to the LORD, which is in stark contrast to the people of our day who will jump through all kinds of rationalizations in order to not obey God’s word.

Yet, if our families are to function as God intended, we cannot continue on in this disobedience. The family is the most sacred institution that we have in society, and our LORD guided the apostles on how we should live in this institution. Christ does so because it is honoring to Him for us to do so. This is actually an act of kindness on part of the LORD. William Hendriksen writes in the New Testament Commentary on Ephesians:

Now in his kindness toward womanhood, the Lord, fully realizing that within the family much of the care of children will rest on the wife, has been pleased not to overburden her. Hence, he placed ultimate responsibility with respect to the household upon the shoulders of her husband, in keeping with the latter’s creational endowment. So here, through his servant, the apostle Paul, the Lord assigns to the wife the duty of obeying her husband. This obedience must be a voluntary submission on her part, and that only to her own husband, not to every man. What will make this obedience easier, moreover, is that she is asked to render it ‘as to the Lord,’ that is, as part of her obedience to him, the very One who died for her (p. 248).

I wonder if Garcia would agree to Hendriksen’s scholarship.

But you get the idea. This is what it means for women to submit to their husbands. All the modern scholarship in the world is not going to change it and, since this is so, patriarchal complementarianism will continue, just like there are those of us who will never ordain women as deacons or elders in spite of increased pressure from denominational progressives to do so. The Bible doesn’t change, even when the culture around us changes.

I must give Garcia credit. He finally does get around to saying what he means. In his closing paragraph, he writes the following:

Next in this series, we will look at what has happened to the idea of marital and societal “patriarchy” in biblical and historical scholarship, its origins and elusive meaning, and why patriarchal complementarians are apparently the last to realize that this social-scientific convention has been abandoned (and rightly) by just about everyone else.

What absolute arrogance on Garcia’s part. He is so caught up in his progressive mindset that he cannot see that what scripture commands us to do, God actually expects us to do. The God who never changes, is not changing His word for men like Garcia, or any other progressive to come along, even with their erudite scholarship.

There is a lot more to comment upon, but I think we have given Garcia enough attention. One final point, as I was reading his article, I kept thinking that the way in which he wrote it, could have been used to make the argument for gay marriage. The same tactics were used by proponents of ordaining women in the ministry, ordaining gay men in the ministry, and accepting the oxymoronic gay marriage. Just use lofty words, an appeal to broader scholarship, and you can make the Bible say anything you want it to say…except, of course, what it actually says.

Parallel Parking

Joey is working toward getting his driver’s license, so while he was here, we would go out driving, to give him more lessons and experience. Like everyone who goes through this, the greatest challenge was that of parallel parking. It strikes terror into the hearts of minds of driver’s everywhere.

The same was true for Joey. But we did it. I talked him through it.

Afterward, he swore off driving for the rest of his life (just kidding). Take a look. He did a pretty good job.

(SPECIAL thanks go to the good people of McGregor, TX, who put up with us while trying to parallel park on the Main Street through town.)



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Graduation: Timothy Andrew Hammons, Wills Point High School 2024

I can’t express how proud I am of my oldest son Andrew and his recent graduation from Wills Point High School. He not only graduated with honors, but also as a member of the National Honor Society. I’m not sure if those always go together. It seemed like there were those graduating with honors who were not members of the National Honor Society. But he was.

It has been a real joy to realize how much he has overcome in his 12 years of schooling. When he started in kindergarten, at a classical Christian Academy, I discovered that he was dyslexic, and I was told he would never be able to read, or go to college. He reads fine. He thinks clearly. He applied to a college, and got accepted with a boat load of scholarships. I guess those prognosticators in that classical Christian academy were wrong.  I won’t name the academy, but you can probably guess from the pics below.

Now, it isn’t just his academic achievements that give me reason to be proud of him. In the past three months, he actually bought a used Mazda RX8. He knew that it needed some work on it, but he didn’t know the extent of it. Well, turns out, it needed a new engine. As he said, with a rotary engine, it runs on a Dorito chip, or a cylinder shaped like a Dorito chip inside the engine. All three points of the Dorito chip were broken, which meant: it needed a new engine.

This didn’t stop him. After a short lamentation for the situation, he and the man helping him, went to work finding another engine and rebuilding it. He got it running, got the inspection and tags, and came to visit me earlier in the week. See pics below.

One other thing, he got his first job. He is now making enough money to fill up the tank of his RX8, which he says, only gets about 18 mpg. Not what you would expect, but I guess there is a price to pay for being sporty.






The following are the earliest pictures I could find of him as a student at Augustine Christian Academy in Jackson, Tennessee. Well, I guess I did name it after all.




A few pictures of Andy and the rebuilt Mazda RX8.





I didn’t get the chance to take him out after the graduation, so we went this week to Southern Roots Brewing Company. It’s the same place the guys from the church went for fellowship one night, and I was able to determine that it has some of the best pizza in town.



I couldn’t leave out Joseph.



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In Memory of Birthday Girl

It’s hard for me to remember a time when Birthday Girl wasn’t the resident queen of the pasture at the family ranch. I know there was a time when Custer was the king, but he was never as gentle, and loving as Birthday Girl.

My sister informed us of her passing today. She was almost 32 years old. Most of the following pictures were taken back in 2013. We will all miss her.













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Health Camp Waco

Picked up Joey around 6:30 p.m. on Friday night and headed back down south to Health Camp here in Waco. It’s a burger place that has been around since 1948. They have the best malts, shakes, and burgers around. It’s a legend.

By the time we got there, so did everyone else. We waited in line for about 25 minutes, just to place our order. It was worth it.









All photos are copyright © Timothy J. Hammons, 2024.