Waddell art, flag football, wine

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Wednesday, SAGE Community Arts will host an “Uncorked” evening with artist Arin Waddell. It’ll be from 6 to 8 p.m. at the gallery on West Brundage Street, downtown. It’s $45 and no previous painting experience is needed.

Earlier this year, Ms. Waddell and her father, Theodore Waddell, were featured in a special two-artist show at the Whitney Center for the Arts at Sheridan College. A memorable exhibit.




Not standing for the national anthem is rude. As my mother would admonish me, “You were raised better than that.” Equally rude, though not counted through the television cameras at the NFL games and other big-league venues, are the fans who are standing in line to get a hot dog or beer, or are in the bathroom, while the anthem is playing. They’re not paying attention, or “getting it,” either.


One small dose of race relations, among many since I’m a son of the South, is from my partying, frat-boy college days. My fraternity — Sigma Phi Epsilon — was in the Big Game, the intramural flag football championship against our arch-rivals, Kappa Alpha. They were known as “the southern gentlemen” because Robert E. Lee was one of their founders and they went around campus singing “Dixie.” Tradition-rich stuff, but it didn’t endear them to the black students.

Our fraternity, on the other hand, was always one misstep away from “double secret probation” (see ‘Animal House’ movie). Our meetings were a bunch of John Belushi’s and our song was about drinking beer.

The Notebook worked several jobs while in school and one of them for a couple of years was at the student union alongside a black friend who eventually became a Dallas police lieutenant.

He also made extra money officiating flag football games and was on the field that night — as fate would have it — as the Sig Eps took on the Kappas.

We were tired and in need of a smoke and a beer and had the game pretty much wrapped up, winning 8-6. But on the last play of the game, the Kappa’s quarterback threw a perfect Hail Mary pass to a streaking receiver, untouched by our defense, into the end zone. Well, the Kappas and their girlfriends and fans were cheering, waving rebel flags singing “Dixie.” While watching the celebration, we started to notice there was a yellow flag on the field. Best described as a “late flag.”

“Bring it back,” Kenny the referee said, “holding on offense.” Six game-winning words. Their do-over next play went for naught, and our winning score stood.

Months pass. It’s almost graduation. We’re working together one quiet Saturday afternoon at the student union. The subject of the Big Game came up. Kenny’s eyes twinkled in denial.




There’s a new wine on the market that is particularly popular with the over-55 crowd. Napa Valley vintners, who have produced Pinot Blanc, Pinot Noir and Pinot Grigio wines, have developed a new hybrid grape that acts as an anti-diuretic. It reduces the number of nightly bathroom visits.

It’s going to be marketed as Pinot More.


By |October 10th, 2017|

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