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Tag Archives: Stone Mountain Park
The Gift
For about 10 years I was privileged to tell the Christmas story at Stone Mountain Park. The train would stop on the back side of the mountain, and Grandpa Lacey (yours truly) would emerge to greet the passengers and tell … Continue reading →
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Tagged Christmas, defibrillator, gift of life, gifts, Grandpa Lacey, heart attack, ICD, Isaiah 53, Luke 2, Magi, Messiah, Scott Rousseau, Stone Mountain Park, the Christmas story, The Gift
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The Biltmore Estate
Today my wife and I visited The Biltmore Estate in Asheville, North Carolina. It was our first visit. And what a delight it was, too. If you’ve never been there you must put this on your bucket list; it is … Continue reading →
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Tagged 1888, 1895, 1914, 1930, 1956, All's right with the world, Asheville, Asia, Austria, Biltmore, Cornelius Vanderbilt, Crazy Horse, Easter 2004, El Capitan, Europe, Franz Joseph Haydn, George Vanderbilt, Grand Tetons, grandeur, Great Depression, Kentucky, Kilimanjaor, majesty, Mount Everest, Mount Rushmore, Noah's Ark, North Carolina, Redwood, Robert Browning, Saint Michael's Cathedral, Sequoia, size, spendor, Stone Mountain Park, Vienna
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Hiroshima Revisited: Out of the Ashes
Eight years, three months, and six days before I was prematurely born, an atomic bomb was dropped on the city of Hiroshima, Japan. Three days later another was dropped on Nagasaki, and the Second World War was essentially over. All … Continue reading →
Posted in Stories, Uncategorized, World War II
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Tagged atomic bomb, Austria, Britain, change, Civil War, colonization, concentration camp, emotions, feelings, German work camp, Germany, guilt, Hal Holbrook, Hiroshima, Japan, Jews, Mauthausen, Nagasaki, out of the ashes, perspective, pride, reason, shameful, Stone Mountain Park, thinking, truth, U.S.A. America, world war II, wrong
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The Gift
This spring I will complete my 12th year as an entertainer at Stone Mountain Park. It has been a wonderful experience in countless ways. About 10 years ago I was privileged to work with master story teller, Tom Marquart, as … Continue reading →
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Tagged altruism, Christ, Field of Dreams, gift, Grandpa Lacey, hocus pocus, James Earl Jones, Jesus, love, Scott Rousseau, Stone Mountain Park, story, The Gift, Tom Marquart
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The NeverEnding Story
One of the most delightful experiences of my life has been . . . storytelling. I remember as a child those rare moments when we would get Dad talking about growing up as a small boy in Macon, Georgia, or … Continue reading →
Posted in Family History, Stories, Uncategorized
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Tagged Apple, Bill Cosby, Brian Regan, chattanooga, childrens CDs, Christmas, Garrison Keillor, Georgia, Gus and Phil, Harry Potter, Hickman County TN, Jerry Clower, Jobs, Journey to the Center of the Earth, Little Red Riding Hood, Macon Georgia, Pecos Bill, Pete Seeger, Pied Piper, Sand Mountain, Steve Jobs, Stone Mountain Park, storytelling, The Byrds, The Greenhorn and the Mule Egg, The Hero of Stone Mountain Park, The NeverEnding Story, The Three Apples, Turn Turn Turn, world war II
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First Guitar
It’s hard to estimate the value of an investment, isn’t it? The stock market changes with the times, the value of our currency fluctuates, and commodities like gold and silver vary with regularity. There is no certainty that what you … Continue reading →
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Tagged art, Campus Brothers Music Company, commodities, currency, first, Google, guitar, investments, New Orleans, patina, piano, priceless, sports, stock market, Stone Mountain Park
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Trains, Planes, and Tricycles
I lay awake in bed today in the early morning hours somewhere between 4:30 AM and 5:00 AM. That’s when I heard it. That lonesome whistle; the distant sound of a freight train. And it called to me . . … Continue reading →
Posted in Family History, Fathers, Stories, Uncategorized
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Tagged Arkansas, Arlo Guthrie, buoyant, chattanooga, Colorado, cowboy, Denzel Washington, diesel, Durango, early morning, Folsom Prison Blues, gene, hobo, hop a train, impassable, indefatigable, indestructible, John Charles Thomas, John Henry, John Muir, Johnny Cash, Josh Turner, Kensett, lonesome, mystique, narrow gauge train, persistence, power, Railway Express, relentless, Searcy, Silverton, Southern Railway, steel, Stone Mountain Park, Thomas the Tank, Tim McGraw, trains, Trane, unsinkable, Unstoppable, unyielding, whistle
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