More From Patsy Pridgen

June 17, 2018

Golf and I have an ugly history.

Thirty years ago, I optimistically signed up for Introduction to Golf at Pitt Community College, where I taught at the time. For 12 weeks, I attempted to hit golf balls from a makeshift driving range on the school’s grounds. The class started with intensive…


June 10, 2018

Sometimes when one vacation door closes, another one opens. My husband and I were all set to sign up for the eight-day Mount Rushmore, Grand Tetons, and Yellowstone Park tour offered by Caravan, our favorite bus tour company. Then I called Caravan’s 1-800 number only to learn that our…


June 03, 2018

The final school bell has rung, and the kids I know are launching into their summer fun: the pool, camps, maybe tennis and golf. Lots of free time to play Fortnite or text their friends. Their childhood summers are so different from what I remember mine being. At the risk of sounding like an old…


May 27, 2018

I spent Mother’s Day weekend in Beech Mountain, 25 miles or so on the other side of Boone.

Although temperatures at home reached into the low 90’s that Saturday and Sunday, I was nice and cool in the high country, even in a house with no air conditioning. I slept with the windows open…


May 20, 2018

If you subscribe to Our State magazine, be sure to read the two-page spread in May’s edition on Smith’s Red and White in Dortches. The article extols all the pork products you can buy at this locally-owned grocery store—the most famous being their sausage. Also mentioned are…


May 13, 2018

Being a mother was the hardest job I’ve ever had, and believe me, teaching English for thirty years was no piece of cake.

With students, though, I could go home at the end of the day. Other than locking the bathroom door, there was no escaping children. And if I stayed behind that locked door…


May 06, 2018

“Grandma, can we sew?” My grandchildren are asking me to get out my portable Singer, set it up on the kitchen table and supervise while they stitch together remnants they’ve found in my box of leftover fabric.

They love to cut and sew, but for them it’s a craft, much like…


April 29, 2018

What do you do when the cable company has increased your bill yet again, the garage refrigerator quits working, and you can’t figure out how to reattach the hose on your own vacuum cleaner? You go outside and dig in the dirt.

On a pretty spring day, there’s no better way to get rid of…


April 15, 2018

At last! On this, the 15th day of April, I think it is safe to say that winter is finally over. Mother Nature has had her fun, playing an April Fools’ Day joke that began with an unusually cold March and ended with April evening temperatures in the 30s. But that chilly, unseasonal weather is…


April 08, 2018

“Mom, can you babysit Sunshine the week I’m out of town on vacation?” my youngest daughter asked. She wasn’t talking about a toddler with a cute nickname but rather a 40-pound, one-year-old Golden Retriever. A dog that was used to living in a house, not outside, I might add.…

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