Keeping Up With Hazel

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Can you relate? You sit in your towel after a shower because you’re too lazy to get dressed. You and your best friend can say one word, and crack up. You hate when one string of your hoodie is longer than the other. You hate it when people think you like someone when you clearly don’t. You hate it when your favorite song comes on, as you pull into the driveway. You feel like if you turn on the lights, you will be safe from anything. You push those little buttons on the lids of fast-food drinks. You laugh until people get hurt, then stop when you realize it’s serious. You hate it when parents get serious about something funny you tell them. You hate when you tell a guy to shut up and they copy you in a higher voice. You pretend to sleep when your parents come in. You text the person next to you things that you can’t say out loud. You hate when people in front of you walk really slow and you can’t get past them. You’re always tired no matter how much sleep you get. You stop the microwave before it hits 00:00 to avoid hearing the beeps. You use the “sup” head nod. You just did the nod after you read it. You hate when you are mad at someone and they make you laugh. You check the fridge every ten seconds to see if food magically appeared.

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A picture of the eclipse 2012 from the NASA.

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I first laid eyes on June Carter when I was 18, on a Dyess High School senior class trip to the Grand Ole Opry. I’d liked what I heard of her on the radio, and I really liked what I saw of her from the balcony at the Ryman Auditorium. She was great. She was gorgeous. She was a star. I was smitten, seriously so. The next time I saw her was 6 years later, again at the Opry, but this time backstage because by then I was a performer too. I walked over to her and came right out with it: “You and I are going to get married someday.” June is formidable; she’s my solid rock. She’s my spark plug. When there are people to talk to and my shyness is welling up, she holds my hand. June always sees that I’ve got the right thing to eat, if I’ll agree to eat it. She likes the same kind of movies I do, and the same kind of TV shows. She’s got charm, she’s got brains, she’s got style, she’s got class. She’s silver, she’s gold, she’s got jewelry, she’s got furniture, she’s got china….she’s got a black belt in shopping. She’s a vital performer, and it’s vital for me to have her on my concerts. I just don’t want to travel if she can’t come with me. She almost always does. She’s my life’s companion, and she’s a sweet companion. She and I have become so very close, so intimate. Whenever I face a professional decision, I always put it to her because I know she’ll be both objective and honest. She’s never judgmental. She’s become everything that wife should be, in my mind. We sleep together, we pray together, we travel together, we work together, and we’ve both found our particular place where we totally belong in every avenue of endeavor. —Johnny Cash, From “Cash: The Autobiography”

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I first laid eyes on June Carter when I was 18, on a Dyess High School senior class trip to the Grand Ole Opry. I’d liked what I heard of her on the radio, and I really liked what I saw of her from the balcony at the Ryman Auditorium. She was great. She was gorgeous. She was a star. I was smitten, seriously so. The next time I saw her was 6 years later, again at the Opry, but this time backstage because by then I was a performer too. I walked over to her and came right out with it: “You and I are going to get married someday.” June is formidable; she’s my solid rock. She’s my spark plug. When there are people to talk to and my shyness is welling up, she holds my hand. June always sees that I’ve got the right thing to eat, if I’ll agree to eat it. She likes the same kind of movies I do, and the same kind of TV shows. She’s got charm, she’s got brains, she’s got style, she’s got class. She’s silver, she’s gold, she’s got jewelry, she’s got furniture, she’s got china….she’s got a black belt in shopping. She’s a vital performer, and it’s vital for me to have her on my concerts. I just don’t want to travel if she can’t come with me. She almost always does. She’s my life’s companion, and she’s a sweet companion. She and I have become so very close, so intimate. Whenever I face a professional decision, I always put it to her because I know she’ll be both objective and honest. She’s never judgmental. She’s become everything that wife should be, in my mind. We sleep together, we pray together, we travel together, we work together, and we’ve both found our particular place where we totally belong in every avenue of endeavor. —Johnny Cash, From “Cash: The Autobiography”

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