Southern by the Grace of God

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Summary: Great "feel good" book for Southerners.
Review: It is truly refreshing to read a book about Southerners by a Southerner who laughs with us not at us. He joins us in laughing at the Yankees! This is a short and sweet compilation of some of Lewis Grizzard's best newspaper columns. One hundred seventy pages of pure, unreconstructed bliss. It touches on his pet peaves and treasured memories, including food, animals and relatives. Truly a gem, I read this great little book in one sitting. Rest in peace, Mr. Grizzard. I hope to see you in Dixie Heaven. Paul Beatty, Adjutant John C. Breckinridge Camp #100 Sons of Confederate Veterans 1-800-MYSOUTH

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Summary: Lewis Grizzard writes for the Good old Boys.... and Girls
Review: Lewis Grizzard was, like his friend Weyman C. Wannamaker, a Great American. His writing celebrated his Southern Heritage and is full of stories about faithful dogs, good country music and women who looked so good they'd make a preacher break out in a sweat. He often accompanied his beloved Georgia Bulldog football team, and reporting from New Orleans at the 1980 Sugar Bowl he wrote that he had just experienced a turtle soup that was so good it couldn't have been any better if you had known the turtle personally. He was to the written word what Jerry Clower was to the spoken, and I don't think it's a coincidence that when Lewis branched off into stand-up comedy in his later years that his style seemed most reminiscent of the Big Man from Mississippi. Lewis loved his momma, loved his country and loved his culture, and he wrote about the things he loved in a way that if you didn't love them too, at least you could understand why he did. He is missed.

Rating:
Summary: Lewis Grizzard writes for the Good old Boys.... and Girls
Review: Lewis Grizzard was, like his friend Weyman C. Wannamaker, a Great American. His writing celebrated his Southern Heritage and is full of stories about faithful dogs, good country music and women who looked so good they'd make a preacher break out in a sweat. He often accompanied his beloved Georgia Bulldog football team, and reporting from New Orleans at the 1980 Sugar Bowl he wrote that he had just experienced a turtle soup that was so good it couldn't have been any better if you had known the turtle personally. He was to the written word what Jerry Clower was to the spoken, and I don't think it's a coincidence that when Lewis branched off into stand-up comedy in his later years that his style seemed most reminiscent of the Big Man from Mississippi. Lewis loved his momma, loved his country and loved his culture, and he wrote about the things he loved in a way that if you didn't love them too, at least you could understand why he did. He is missed.