I grew up in the small town of Oglethorpe, Georgia — the kind of place with just enough nothing to do that your mind can run free. And back in the 1970s and 1980s when I grew up in that town, there was even more nothing than there is today. But I’m thankful for all the nothing my hometown offered me: Skipping rocks at Oakley’s Pond. Dodging water moccasins in Town Creek. Riding my bike to the Suwannee Swifty. Bagging … Continue reading Bio