Auctioneering for good By Kyla Hurt Franklin High School, he worked at the auction house of his uncle, Gordy Spradlin, ... Share This
Something’s fishy By the late Ken Bradbury Okay, I’ll admit that I was being perverse and baiting the poor ... Share This
A gift that keeps on giving By Eric Thomas A gift makes you feel happy and loved — sometimes, you just need to shed a ... Share This
Acting up By Ken Bradbury I’ve directed a few hundred plays over the years and most of these casts have ... Share This
Drop your drawers and climb aboard By Ken Bradbury The numbers are sort of staggering. seven hundred million Americans will climb ... Share This
One polite town By Ken Bradbury A friend from Peoria spent an overnight in Jacksonville as we did a bit of ... Share This
Big wheels keep on rollin’ By Ken Bradbury I apologized to her as quickly as I could. Honest. Yes, I could see her foot; ... Share This
Take this stalk and stuff it! By Ken Bradbury “Oh, come on, lady! It’s just a stupid piece of celery!” Okay, I didn’t ... Share This
What’s just below the surface By Ken Bradbury Bob was without doubt the most authentic looking riverboat captain I’d ever ... Share This
The not-so-great outdoors By Ken Bradbury One of Jacksonville’s best ideas in recent years has been the performance of ... Share This