I'm going to warn you up front that this week's column is mostly me bragging. There is also some pretty racy content, including several mentions of underwear. However, this column is also about greatness and how to get there, so if you can handle it, I'm sure there's a point somewhere and probably some serious life lessons. Over the years, I've heard many speakers talk about greatness. I generally got the idea that when I reached greatness, I'd know it.
When Corbin was just a little boy, probably one or two, we got him two chickens from the feed store on the corner of Washington and Barnes Streets. He named one of the chickens Buster. It was our first experience with chickens and we quickly discovered, Corbin is a chicken kid. Buster and Corbin connected and Buster became his best friend. I have several pictures of him hanging out with Buster, riding his little power wheel with the little chicken, playing in the dirt with the chicken nearby looking on.
TIRE WINNER - This photo originally published in The Nashville Graphic on Thursday, June 19, 1980. Joan Pridgen (at left), of Castalia, was the winner of a set of four tires from the North Nashville Ruritan Club at a drawing.