When I was in high school, before school started, I would go to the library and read Lewis' column in the Atlanta Journal. After a while the librarian would see me coming and would go ahead and have the paper ready for me. She knew that I loved reading Lewis' columns. When his books would come in, she made sure I was the first one to check them out. I now own all of his books and albums. I still love reading and listening to them.
think of all the humor we have lost thru the years!!!!!!
Has it really been 20 years??? I'm fixin to introduce my 13 year old son to you. He and his friends are TRUE sons of the South...you'd be proud.
20 years ago this Spring, I was driving back from Savannah to Atlanta on a Sunday mid day. Recently divorced, I had gone down to Savannah to visit my kids. I might have gotten a divorce, but I never planned on not having my kids in my life. I pulled into the Metter Mcdonalds for a coke when the announcement came over the radio. Lewis had died, I parked and cried as though a brother had died. Life can be cruel.
still reading his books! they make me smile and laugh outloud!!! hope to visit moreland, ga. someday.......... mary jane nodine
My mother loves collecting depression glass, we go to 2nd hand stores, antique malls etc...I lost her May 26, 2011 to Breast Cancer. This past Monday I stopped spur of the moment at a new shop that just opened. On a table was a book that "literally" spoke to me. Don't forget to call your mama...I wish I could call mine. I was dumbstruck and knew I had to buy it. Straining to read the price, I noticed on the side of the sticker in smaller print DEb. That's my NAME! Oh My, definitely a sign from above that momma was with me. So on that day I was introduced to Lewis Grizzard, and the values his mother instilled in him, just as my mother had done for me. The most bizzare co-incidence was on page 129 when Lewis learns of his heart murmur. I have a heart murmur. More specifically a Bicuspid Aortic Valve.
Why was I led that day to Lewis Grizzard? I will let you know when I found out.
Lewis was a Son of the South and a Dawg through and through - I hope somehow he understood how much happiness and food for thought he gave us and I'm thankful that God let us borrow him for an all to short a time. God has a good man with him now, a kind, gentle and funny man and I'm sure Lewis insisted that his mansion be in Southern part of heaven right next to his Mama's. I know that right now he's sitting there scratching Catfish on the head, sipping a cold one and waiting on the next Georgia game to start. Lewis, we all miss you so much. Your work was timeless and a whole new generation is getting to know and love you.
I discovered Lewis Grizzard as a youngster and read most of his books and his columns. He was an amazing, original, true, honest, and loved individual. I cried when he died; he died the year I graduated high school. Now I am 37 and can't believe he was only 10 years older than I am now when he died. The South and the world lost a treasure when he died but he'll always live on in our hearts and funny bones. Love and miss you Lewis
Lewis continues, even today, to bring joy to my heart and a smile to my lips. I read 1 article from 1 of his books each night before I go to sleep to create a fun sleep time.
Lewis and I were fraternity brothers at UGA and he convinced me to quit wearing oaks in 1966 and I still do not wear socks except when its below 32 degrees. His driver, James Shannon, was Los a good friend, who saved me many times from getting a DUI by taking me home.
I met Lewis in the early 90's when the radio station I worked for at the time hosted him for a live appearance. My girlfriend (now my wife) and I still have the photographs of us with Lewis & the two books he autographed for us. She was still in school at the time and actually got class credit for attending his live show. Lewis thought that was funny & congratulated her for pulling one over on her teacher. I agreed with his opinions more than I disagreed with him. He died much too young and I truly believe our country would be better off if Lewis were still regularly sharing his opinions on politics, culture, and current events. I enjoy re-reading his books. The internet and devices like Kindles have opened up a new opportunity for people to enjoy his work but I truly believe Lewis would have turned his nose up at the whole scene. I think about Lewis often and miss his wit and wisdom. Somewhere, he's kicked back in a recliner eating a moon pie, watching SEC football while Catfish chews a show.
I found Lewis after moving to Atlanta 25 years ago. Collected and read all of his books (still have them), absolutely heart broken when I heard of his death that Sunday afternoon. My wife gave me a couple of framed pictures from his museum that still hang on my walls today.
AS A MODERN DAY . SON OF THE SOUTH, I HAVE LIVED A MUCH ENRICHED LIFE....THANKS TO MR. GRIZZARD , SHARING HIS TALENT.....LEWIS,I'LL SEE YOU AND CATFISH,,,, JUST INSIDE THE GATES..SIGNED DON (PROFESSOR BOLLWEEVIL) ARMSTRONG.....
ALL THE FANS OF MR. GRIZZARD SHOULD GET TOGETHER AT SOME POINT FOR SOME LONG NECKS, FRIED CHICKEN, AND TRADE STORIES. I WOULD JUST LOVE TO!!!!!!!!!!
I miss him so much, read all his books, Enjoyed his column in the newspaper too,
ONE OF THE FIRST TEMP JOBS I HAD WHEN I MOVED TO GA WAS FOR MR. GRIZZARD. I HAD THE OPPORTUNITY TO READ ALL OF HIS BOOKS, AND I AM STILL LAUGHING. THAT WAS OVER 22YEARS AGO. HE WAS TRUELY A FUNNY MAN. HOPE HE AND TINY ARE TOGETHER.
My Vet has the cartoon in his office of Lewis being greeted by Catfish at the Pearly Gates. Lewis you are missed especially today when there is so little to laugh about in our government.
I Enjoyed Lewis for many years.. He lives on in our hearts! God Bless Lewis and Catfish!
stew kellum i read in the Winston Journal in the editorial page a pundit Dana Millbank quoptesd from Erskine Bowles or Alan Simpsom said about Congress from Lewis Grizzard said "Do you know the diference between being naked and nekid? Naked you don
't have any clothes on and nekid you are naked ,but up to something" Hey that's Congress, Carry on,Ol;'Sopn
The world needs some humor and you are greatly missed.
Recently moved to a new home and unpacked my collection of books by Lewis; I remember the 2 hours I stood in line to get an autographed copy - thanks so much for the memories and making me laugh so much. You were a great American - I don't think you would like the America of today too much.
Lewis and Catfish will stay alive in our hearts always.
I still miss Lewis' columns in the AJC every day. I have been rereading some of his books and just went through Moreland this past weekend and couldn't help but imagine him as a young newly wed coming out of the Methodist Church. I can only imagine the columns he would be writing today with the new technology and the pants around the young men's knees. Lewis, you are truly missed.
I'm reading your book and love it. RIP.
Bonnie Campbell, Leavenworth, KS
My lunch buddies talked about you and Catfish today at Rotary.
My wife and I were fortunate enough to see you perform in Jonesboro, AR for the first annual Heart Foundation fundraiser.
Only you can make me laugh & cry in the same moment. Your accounts make my own more poignant. Miss you always.
I miss his writing those hilarious books, world lost one of the best writers ever.
Lewis was another "Great American" and will be missed forever.
The world has lost one of the best writers in the world. Never be another like him. I have read all his books. Love u Lewis
This old world just ain't been the same place since you left it.
Lewis, you and Catfish be good up there . . . hear?
Lewis You are bringing a smile to your southern brothers faces. RIP brother,a true son of the souh.
Still missing him, read his column daily.
Just saw "Oh Brother" for maybe the billionth time, but only just now discovered this vulnerable, hilarious Southern gent is no longer with us. My condolences to his family and friends. I know he will be greatly missed by those he touched on a daily basis.
Robi Cook (Phoenix, Arizona)
Dear Great American,
I have moved 47 times and lived all over this country. Everywhere I moved I had your books to keep my beloved south tickling my heart. I am now living outside of Atlanta and enjoying those same books in my later years. Having never met you, I still feel like you were my friend. That's the way it is in the south, but your talent made that even more real. So many of your phrases are repeated every day by people who don't know from whence they came. But I do. I've practically memorized your books. Wish I could read your latest......but God is surely proofreading it now. Thank you for touching my life while I was living north, east and west and helping me keep the faith until I nailed my feet to Georgia.Thank you! Still missing you!
Lewis, I am a 47 year old black woman and I just realized a couple of days ago that I haven't lauged the way you made me and my mama laugh. I really miss you and I miss catfish as much. I tried to explain to my yankee boss who you were and I did a right decent recounting of a lot of your stories and he howled! There is a huge hole left where you resided on the pages of the AJC and nothing like you have been able to fill it. I content myself with the thought of you and Catfish sitting on a porch with your dear mother. You are sincerely missed.
Dear Lewis, I know that you are at rest, but my dear father loved your stories and your humor so very much, and I know why. I am also touched by your love for "Catfish", as I love dogs and one in particular that was a best friend to me.
What a gift you were to our funny-bones and our Southern hearts! May you rest in humorous and happy peace and may God bless those you love.
He is my favorite comedy writer, I have laughed till tears rolled down at his boyhood antics. I miss and love him.
It has been many years since Lewis left this life and moved on to the heaven of
Georgia. I still miss his columns, they brought me many days of joy.
I just loved his newspaper column in the Atlanta paper. I also loved his cassette recording titled "Don't believe I'da told that. It was hilarious.
To this day, I can't get enough of Lewis Grizzard. What a talent! I've driven down the road many times with tears laughing so hard as I listened to his tapes. A real gem of a writer!
What a great southern man as well Georgian.If more people had Lewis's outlook on things we may all be just a tad better off.
Lewis- I am writing an Essay about you for my collage Southern Culture Class this weekend on March 20, 2011. I am 49 years old and from the great state of North Carolina. You have made me laugh and for that I am grateful. God Bless you and the South.
Lewis - Many years ago my sainted wife took me to one of your live shows in Greensboro, NC - she bought the best tickets possible and we sat right down front - I laughed so hard that when I woke up the next morning my chest hurt so bad I had trouble drawing a deep breath, thanks for a great show - I've read many of your books also.
Lewis: I miss you every day. I hope you and Catfish are enjoying yourselves up there.
I listened to your tape "Don't Think I'da Told That!" the other day and I had forgotten how you made people laugh. Still miss your column in our paper. RIP Lewis.
Lewis, It's been 17 years and I still miss you.
Lewis, whatever you can do to help Uga VIII bite off Albert E. Gator's tail Saturday would be greatly appreciated. CMR and his 2010 Dawgs indeed need a miracle! Please, please, please, no embarrassing stunts or stupid Halloween costumes!
Lewis, thought about you on October 20 -- Happy 64th birthday! Gawd, we're getting older...and you still look the same! Sending you cheers and a belated "Double Shot of My Baby's Love" from our favorite original Swingin' Medallions of Greenwood SC, the South's (and UGA's) Best Party Band!
Uga VIII, grandson of Uga VI, has finally arrived. All his great granddaddies will be proud. He's a mighty fine looking mascot. Trust he can help inspire these 2010 Dawgs! Football at UGA has changed more than your old ticker would have been able to withstand! Sure do miss our Junkyard Dawgs, Dooley Days and you! The lights went out in Georgia and Sanford Stadium when you (and Vince) left! Atlanta and UGA were forever changed.
Thanks for the memories! Am glad we'll be able to listen to audios and read your stories in our twilight years transporting us back to our "Glory Days." We definitely need more humor on this planet. Hugs and Kisses! GG
Oh God, how I miss you Lewis!! There will never be another you, more's the pity..... Denise Andrews (Daleville, Alabama)
We miss you Lewis, the world is a much too serious place these days.
I've come back to read about Grizzard & Catfish today (many years later). My own dawg died this morning. I got this half-lab/half Aus.Shepherd about the same time that Catfish died. Named my new dawg in honor of Grizzard's Catfish. RIP, Perch. Sept. 20, 2010
THE GREATEST COMEDY WRITER OF ALL TIME! Love you Lewis
Sorry i meant that i dated Lewis grizzards cousin Neil Grizzard in the 50;s we love you Lewis Frank Carder now 67
I have said before, he is the greatest comedy writer of all time. I miss reading his books so much. RIP Lewis.
Lewis Grizzard is becomming one of my favorite authors.I adore when people are just people. Im 31 and my husband and I have 2 kids. one nicknamed kenzie and the other is 17mos old boy named Bubba. uuhhgg Mr Grizzard you passion and wit will be so missed. i think im going to give out your books for christmas presents this year. even to the yankie lovin one. thank you for the passion.
WE MISS YOU CUZ!
LEWIS AND I SHARE THE SAME GREAT-GRANDFATHER.
WHENEVER I CHECKED INTO A HOTEL I ATLANTA, IT WAS ALWAYS AN EVENT. THEY LOVED HIM AND SO DID I.
ANDY GRIZZARD, MIAMI FLORIDA
I was born in Spain, spent my childhood in the Philippines and went to college in the US, and im back in Spain, for now. Grizzard's books always went with me, they were a great way to kill time during those mind-numbing, leg-cramping flights i had to take everywhere. He seemed to me to be exactly like his idol, Weyman C. Wannamaker...a great american.
Lewis, rest in peace, hope you and Catfish are having a great time up there. Save me a comfortable chair and a cool tallboy, will ya?
I enjoyed reading Mr.Grizzard's column in the Pensacola News Journal in the 70's. I have read all of his books and will surely miss his writing.
May God bless you and your family.
I have a copy of Mike Luckkovich's "A CELEBRATION OF LEWIS GRIZZARD" framed above my desk at home each day I see Catfish and Lewis every day.
I was going through some old papers today and ran across the poster of Catfish greeting Lewis at the Pearly Gates - and it still brings tears to my eyes. Like so many - I loved Lewis and when I saw this site and read all the wonderful tributes, it did my heart good to see he is still so much alive in our hearts. I guess we'll always love and miss Lewis!
Anyone who knew you or read your writings knew that we gotta appreciate it all! And We thank you for making us realize that!
Love ya, a reader
I hope that Mr. Grizzard is in heaven, one more reason for me to go there. You made me laugh about things when I didn't think it was possible to laugh about anything. Rest in peace, sir
I think the stuff he wrote is the truth. You can tell he love the dawgs. I think is a great writer.
I love Lewis Grizzard, there will never be another author as great as he was. His southern knowledge of the good ole boys and girls are right on the money. I have laughed out loud reading his books, priceless reading. Gone from the world at too young an age. Had he lived, he would have written some more best sellers and I would read them all. He is missed by us all.
Know you'll love this photo of Uga VI between the hedges in Sanford Stadium...your favorite place on Earth.
Go Dawgs! Sic'em Woof! Woof!
Dear Lewis and Beloved Damn Good Dogs!
Uga VI has come back home to be with you, Catfish and his Heavenly UGA family, both two-legged and four-legged ones (including my Sophie, Suzy, Winston and Lucky). When his welcoming committee, including Damn Good Dogs Uga I, Uga II, Uga III, Uga IV and Uga V, met him at the Rainbow Bridge, know you were beaming and shouting “Come on over here, big boy. How ‘bout them Dawgs! Sic’em Uga! Woof! Woof! His Sanford Stadium tribute was very dignified and heart wrenching especially seeing his jersey, collar and leash on top of his kennel. Many tears were shed. Momma Cecelia was so distraught she said her goodbyes at home. Daddy Sonny was strong and proud but his heart was heavy laden as always when one of his beloved Uga family leaves. He loved all his children equally...none were better than the other...all unique and special.
If any man ever needed a hug, Sonny Seiler needed one when he picked up Uga VI’s leash, collar and jersey...also Charles Seiler after he brought his buddy across Sanford Stadium. My heart went out to both men and a flotilla of angels wrapped them in their arms. Swann, Sarah, little William and many other loved family and friends were sad beyond words. Tusk, the Arkansas Razorback mascot thoughtfully sent a beautiful wreath. Except playing UGA, Fayetteville is a nice place to be. Unsure if the Bumble Bee sent anything. Loran Smith wrote a beautiful tribute in the Athens paper to his namesake Uga V’s Whatchagot Loran. We can only imagine the tribute you would have written in the AJC? You loved UGA!.
The Dawgs have a big season this Fall and we need little Uga VII to lead UGA to the National Championship. The Bulldog Nation would be greatly appreciative if y’all could “assist” on those “short and inches” and when necessary, tip the ball over into our end zones. Am aware the opponents also have Heavenly coaches, refs and fans, but 2008 really is the Dawgs’ year for the Big One! Shout across the Heavenly Galaxy. Dawgs are Great in 2008--Pure Heaven for Uga VI!
Another request, please help ease the pain of all the Seiler family, and wipe away their many tears at the physical loss of their dear family member. The Seiler family gives unconditionally to the Bulldog Nation accepting no money for all Uga’s work, playing their own expenses and season tickets, and giving body, mind, soul and spirit to the University of Georgia and all she represents. UGA and it’s extended family are indeed blessed to have their generous hearts and spirits. Brother Charles, having lead Uga III onto the field in 1972, has been a wonderful sideline companion to his loyal buddies for 26 years. Momma Cecelia and Daddy Sonny are indeed the best doting parents any Dawg would be blessed to enjoy. Swann, at the age of 10, rode in the backseat of the family car with a young Uga snuggled in her pocket. Lewis, was also difficult accepting your spirit leaving so soon. Yes, we all are selfish... we want what we want...however, many of us would love for our spirits to also soar with the angels. What a glorious sight looking down on our beautiful planet. Your heart puckered out with those heart-stopping Dawg football moments! Even Uga VI’s big loving S’vanah heart finally said “Enough of those hot Saturday afternoons sitting on ice bags with 92,000 screaming fans. Time to rest my heart and soul and let my spirit soar with the angels.”
Lewis, many of the younger Bulldog Nation never got to know and love you like us “older Dawgs” who will always cherish your authentic wit and Southern humor. When I’m feeling down I listen to some of your tapes... love the story about the Yankee buying the black lab...and the Yankee wearing shorts and birkenstocks....“Delta is ready when you are.” Often wonder what you’d be writing in your AJC columns. Yankees and Georgia football were your favorite subjects. I also would venture that your spirit showed up in most of Uga V’s Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil movie scenes. You always did love Clint Eastwood and media attention (let’s forget that embarrassing Johnny Carson Tonight Show experience!). Am sure your ole heart would have a difficult time understanding all that is going on these days. Long way from our Hot’lana Days. Would certainly fill your daily AJC columns...especially the political dog and pony shows. Maybe Sam will come save America! Maybe the “spiritual Lewis Grizzard” has aa more enlightening perspective... maybe you and Uga VI just knew the right time to leave. Always said when Harrison’s closed the time would be right to leave Atlanta...and we both did!
Your guest book with 33 pages is large with many fans from all over the world; however, in just six days Uga VI’s guest book will have 200 pages with condolences from fans and friends all over the football world--even from Auburn, Florida, LSU and Arkansas...and maybe one or two from the trade school. We love and miss you! Save ice from your daily toddy for the Chilly Dawgs. Watch over them (and us) and enjoy heavenly walks and runs (maybe catch some Auburn, FL, LSU, Tech running backs.
See y’all Between the Hedges August 30! As a wise Lewis Grizzard once wrote...“When I get back to Georgia I’m gonna nail my feet to the ground.” Dawg hugs and sweet kisses from an Uga II ‘71 Perry Ga. Peach enduring ACC territory. Thank God for Direct TV, SEC Football and the UGA Motto...Go Dawgs! Sic’em, Woof! Woof!
You were a big brother figure to me. Just visited your museum, we gotta fix this place up. When I get to heaven, I hope to hear your voice say "Welcome Home." Be at peace,
I think of his love for Catfish which I was reminded of as I ran through Prague and saw a big lab chewing on a big stick. Lewis was right "good dogs do not love bad people". I miss my dog too
Lewis Grizzard is my favorite author. I have read almost every book he has written. He had that great sense of humor until the very end. I miss his writing, he left us way too soon. I miss him so much.
Lewis Grizzard, you were one in a million. Whenever I am depressed, I pick up one of your books & you completely change my outlook on life. I laugh & I cry because you wrote the truth about the south...one we can identify with. We never met, but I feel I know you through your words. The world is a poorer place after your death.
A Fiercely Southerner, says it all.
I am a writer. I am a Southerner. I lost a dog I owned and loved for a very long time. I was a sports journalist. I want to be a columnist as beloved as Lewis Grizzard.
I am not Lewis Grizzard. I wish I could have been.
He has influenced me profundly, and has enabled me to laugh at myself in a manner that allows everyone else in on the joke. His fearless ability to let everyone in on his life and his feelings made him the legend he is.
I go down Interstate 85 every now and then, and I drive past the Newnan exit and use the stretch of highway dedicated to him. Occasionally, I want to pull off and visit. But I would not find what I would have been seeking ... his inspiration.
God takes good care of great people. God bless, Mr. Grizzard.
As long as Lewis was alive I wasn't homesick for Georgia too terribly bad, but now as he and Catfish have gone on to their reward it is kind of lonesome around here. Has been a long long time. Maybe I will get to meet them one day.
Last evening, alone, for supper, I had a Pabst and a fried bologna
sandwich. I consumed the oily, fat-laden, meat in silence and took a few, shallow, drinks from a canned beer that I poured in a flute glass
to pretend it was palatable. I watched it grow lukewarm, bubbles
rising to the rim and disappearing into the ether.
I see, now, how people can become so attached to their dogs. They
offer my only emotional reason to come home, supporting their habit for shelter and canine edibles my only motivation for going to work. In truth, their capacity for unconditional love the only rudder I currently feel.
I didn’t finish the beer.
Lewis, I know you are there on the porch of heaven with Jesus and my brother just having a good ole time along with Catfish! Now that is one conversation I would love to overhear! Miss ya, boy!Liz in Fl
I have read almost all of Lewis Grizzard's books and love them all. He was a wonderful man and I miss him so much. One of the best comedy writer's of all time.
I now live in the north and when I need a dose of good "southern comfort" I turn to my collection of Lewis Grizzard books. No one else truly captured the essence of "South" like him. We miss you, Lewis!
I still read your books and listen to your tapes. Southern to the core! We miss you!
I still miss you, Lewis. The Atlanta Journal will never be the same.
A truly funny, funny man. A great writer. He was an inspired funny man.
I miss his wit every day.
Lewis is the greatest comedy writer of all time. I have a lot of his books and have had many of belly laughs from reading them. So sad the world lost a great writer, he left us much to soon and he will is missed so much.
Lewis Grizzard, the greatest comedy writer of our time. I miss him so much and enjoyed all his books. I loved you Lewis, my very favorite author.
I always enjoyed your editorials. You are greatly missed to this day. Born and raised in Georgia in a small town.
We met at a book signing in Newnan. Oh how you made me laugh. To a young girl, you were larger than life! I recently read there's a Lewis impersonator on tour. I can't begin to imagine the scope of fun you would have with this, but I know we'd all be laughing.
Lewis, we still love your books and I have several.We loved you and we miss you
Lewis, many many years too late, but thanks so very much for all the great memories.
I miss Lewis Grizzard's writing. This northerner didn't always "get" his columns, but the books about his parents, love life, and journey through illness were among the best.
You can tell how much you are loved by how many people miss you when you are gone. Your tapes were played for 100's in Houston during intermission and the folks wouldn't let the band come back on till they were finished. You are missed.
Lewis Grizzard, you made me want to be a writer and I am thankful for that. In the years since you've been gone, I've lost two grandparents, a best friend, about 10 dogs, and many girlfriends have come and gone... and your columns and books have pulled me through everytime.
This man is the only writer than can get a good belly laugh out of me. That time he wrote about trying to impress his girlfriend by peeling rubber in his car and running into a bunch of garbage cans is just hilarious. I love him and he is my favorite writer. I will read all his books, I am on about the 6th one now. I hope to meet you in Heaven one day Lewis.
You don't have to be a Southerner to love his humor. He wrote with such great truth and passion. Thank God we still have his writings until we see him again.
Enjoyed all the humor and books
To this day, I do not wear socks, in your honor. No one has come forward to take your place in Southern literature.
This man was a genius, the books he has written are just phenomenal. If he had lived he would most certainly won a pulitzer, no doubt. I loved him, my favorite author.
Lewis is deeply missed. I grew up in Moreland with Lewis. He was 5 years older than I was, but I remember him playing baseball behind the Moreland School. His mother was my first grade teacher there in Moreland.
I still miss your writings and wonderful humor. I am sure all the Georgia Dawgs miss you very much. I miss you comments about the games.
He was my favorite author. I am reading my 5th book he wrote. The world lost a fine man way to soon. I truly believe he would have been the world's best writer had he lived. Lewis, I feel I know you very well. I laugh out loud when reading your books, they are fantastic. I hope you are one of the people I meet when I get to Heaven. Love, Jeannie Medlen
To Lewis Grizzard. You made Georgia proud and left the entire world a priceless gift, laughter. Thank you and God Bless You.
I moved to Georgia in 1987 and found your columns and fell in love with your words, our state and everything you said made me feel like this was always meant to be my home. I went on to Athens to become a HUGE DAWG fan (is there any other kind?) and I can't imagine life without your words, the Dawgs or my family and friends. Your words (and my father's writings) inspired me to be a writer and I would not be here today without those guiding forces. Thank you for everything you gave to Georgians, Dawg Fans and The South.
I am reading my fourth Lewis Grizzard book. I just cannot get enough of reading what he wrote, a truly wonderful talented journalist. The world lost a great one. I love you Lewis
You made us laugh.....what more can any person ask for. You are truly missed.
This was an amazing man, a great story teller. He has made me laugh so hard it hurt. The world has lost a great writer. I loved him and I miss him and reading his column's.
Emma Lee Arp was one of your biggest fans. She had her son, Ben,principal of the school I worked in, take her to your funeral. She was as loyal to you as she was to her 3 sons. I'm sure you and she have met by now. She would be sitting in her rocking chair by your side in awe.
Lewis as I listen yet again to one of your CD's and long for the days you were still here, I want you to know how much I miss you. I never met you, but as only a southern can do you made us feel like your best friend. As a displaced southern living the northern part of New England, I have to listen to the cds to keep my sanity! Love ya', Sue
Lewis, The AJC has not been the same. Your column is sorely missed. I have all of your books and enjoy reading all of them from time to time. My Mother's Day Present one year was a ticket to one of your shows. What a wonderful day it was. I hope you and Catfish are having a great time.
Lewis, how you made us laugh at and about ourselves! We miss you still.
Lewis, we surely do miss you. No one today can guite grasp the truth and humor of everyday situtations the way you did. You made us laugh at ourselves and realize the importance of love in our lives. God Bless.
Lewis, I can't believe you have been gone eleven years. My wife and I still speak of you often. I still read your books and listen to your recordings. The material is timeless. You are a true son of the south. You helped make us proud of who we are and where we come from. Give Catfidh a pat on the head for us. Godspeed.
Lewis, have been waiting for you to inspire another writer to help bring some laughter to this world, but as yet have not found any. You were the BEST. How I miss those days in the back bar of Harrison's, Ottos and all the other old watering holes. Guess you could see Atlanta was going to change and you just didn't want any part of it.
We sure could use your viewpoint on the UGA saga...boy has it been a mess. Am glad when you've helped those field goals and extra points. Whenever I'm feeling really down, I listen to your tapes on dating...on Yankees wearing sandles and bermuda shorts...your old girlfriends ...Catfish...and so many other wonderful stories that only you could tell.
Trust you're happy and making others laugh wherever you are. We all miss you so much.
He was in Desinging Women as Julia Sugabaker's brother.
I still love to read your books and articles. You had a unique view not only about the South but about people. Your mama raised you right, Lewis. Give Catfish a big juicy cheeseburger and three alarm chili. Say hello to Mike Royko and Harry Carey for me. Go Dawgs!! Missing you.
Sending the Grizzard family the best wishes and the best of love and all the joy that you can have at this time.
I have been a fan of "Brother Lewis" for many years, and have always enjoyed his books. I never though of anything much about the cities that he talked about in his books until I started to go to school at Univ. of West Georgia, which is about 30-45 minutes north of Moreland, and even less than that to the famous Spraberry's BBQ (which, I would like to say, Lewis was right on the money about that pit!). I don't think that anyone could defend the South as well as he could, nor would much of anyone take such a stand that he did repeatedly. I look to his memory as a point of pride from the South. God bless the Grizzard family.
Lewis, I'm fixin to watch the UGA/SC game on the ESPN. Thinking of you. I sure do miss you buddy!
If everyone looked at life like Lewis did, what a lovely world we would live in.
I have been a fan of Lewis's for many years I read the AJC every day and the first thing I went to was lewis's humor.I have read and reread all of his Books and listened to his CD'S and I have loved them all a lot,They really make me laugh. He will greatly be missed.I bet God is really having a good laugh up their,I miss you Lewis
You are loved still and think of you often. You put a smile on my face and still do each time i read your books. God got an Angel when he called you home.
It surely doesn't seem that it has been 10 years since the South suffered its greatest loss since Appomattox. My first thought upon hearing of Lewis' death was: 'This will be the first Georgia-Tech game he's missed. It doesn't seem fair.'
Lewis, I wish you'd been here for the 95 Series when the Braves finally did it. You would have been going nuts just like the rest of us. But you would have stood in the parking lot and cried with us when they tore down the Launching Pad. That new ballpark has absolutely no history and character.
You gave us so many laughs at the expense of politicians, kooks and especially Yankees. Thanks for being the real Voice of the South. And before I forget, I still call my Mama, sometimes just to tell her that I love her.
We miss you so much. Please scritch Catfish for us and tell Marshall Mann the Braves aren't the same without him.
Lewis, it seems like 10 days instead of 10 years. And sometimes it seems like forever.
You will always be missed. You were loved by all.
Oh how he will be missed!
How great it would be to get Lewis' take on the current world situation! I pulled out a couple of his books and re-read them this week; I still marvel at his talent, and his ability to make me laugh, even when I don't want to. There are lots of wannabes out there, but there will never be another Lewis Grizzard. Thank you, Lewis, for sharing your thoughts and insightful observations with us fellow southerners. We miss you so much.
Lewis was dear to my heart. To this day, I often think of him, his books, his sayings, his visits to the tonight show and watching Johnny Carson nearly fall off his chair with laughter. There will never ever be another. We miss you, Lewis! I wish the AJC would start again from the very beginning and print your column every day. And when they're through, go back and begin again and again. Your column was the first thing I read in the paper every day and I would love to be able to do that again! Are you listening AJC?!? Say hello to Catfish and your family for me!
Thank you for so many wonderful belly laughs. God got a keeper when he got you back. You were one of a kind and I sorely miss your wonderful way of looking at life.
I to cried that Sunday and could not leave the house for being soooo sad. My late son William and I use to discuss your terrific articles about real life experiences. Also, I often send folks that are turning 35 years of age your article regarding "turning thirty-five isn't so bad". Thank you for being you and not afraid to share your thoughts. Most sincerely, Lloyd & Peggy
Gee, if creativity was a pain...I would still be aching...I miss the words written by Lewis and especially the ones about HOSEA WILLIAMS' DRIVING...THOUGHT I WOULD NEVER STOP LAUGHING.
Thank God Lewis packed so much life into his much-too-short life, and that he put much of it to paper so that we have it forever. His writing was masterful and always took me right to the place---and to the emotion---he was describing. Of course it helped that I had been to many of these places in my own Georgia upbringing. Though we never met him, many like me felt Lewis was family because we had these shared experiences, loves, joys and fears. I sat in a grocery store parking lot and cried on the Sunday that he died; Lewis's death even made the news here in Indiana.
I, too, knew what it was like to be "in exile" from our beloved Georgia, living in Texas for a couple of years early in my career. During that time, my precious Grandmother clipped everything Lewis wrote, as well as everything written about the Georgia Bulldogs, from the Atlanta Journal and faithfully mailed the clippings to me in care packages every couple of weeks. She's gone now, too, and those packages from 20 years ago are among my prized possessions. Thank you to the AJC for honoring Lewis's memory. And thanks to all those who love Lewis for keeping his spirit alive and for sharing his genius with "those less fortunate than us" who didn't have the joy of knowing Lewis when he walked among us.
My momma called me the day Lewis died. We didn't get his column regularly here and when we talked on the weekends she would read them to me on the phone. Sometimes I would get a letter filled with his columns clipped from the Birmingham News. My family has travelled thousands of miles with Lewis telling us stories in the car. He was always as much a member of the family as anyone, though the closest any of us came to him was seeing him on Johnny Carson (without socks) or on Designing Women. Even today, it is a rare family gathering if you don't hear the phrase "like Lewis used to say..." when someone quotes a line of his southern eloquence. I've only been brought to tears a few times in my life... when my children were born and when my momma died. When momma called me that day ten years ago, I went in the bathroom and cried.
Enjoy the party Lewis, you live on in our hearts and in the way you helped us to communicate in the finest traditions of southern eloquence and grace. Go get Catfish another cheesburger too.
I'm a 50-year old aspiring writer, and I sometimes tell my friends that when I grow up, I want to be a female Lewis Grizzard. Lewis, you were my hero! You are gone but not forgotten, and your words will live on our hearts forever!
My uncle died on Saturday. He went to UGA the same time you did. You both seemed like the same southern man. All in all, both family and the public alike are better off knowing you both.
It's been a long 10 years.
Thanks for the continuous memories.
Your column was the first part of the paper I turned to. I miss you and will always remember that you said you were Bull Dog born, Bull Dog bred and when you died you would be Bull Dog dead.
I grew up with you. I remember you celebrating the Dawgs winning the sugar bowl. You are a great American and a True Southerner. You, because of your mamas' rasin gave dignity and respect to that label. I still wonder when I eat a barbecue sandwich if I am doing the correct way. GOD bless you and I missyou.
You made me laugh (with tears )When I was going through some tough times you always picked my spirits up to the heavens. I miss your great stories that have inspired me to write and to live my life with my heart , not my head , God Bless You , you touched many people, i can still hear your voice just like you are sitting on the porch in Moreland . I was your friend but you never knew me, Tamara Crawley-Berduo
As a fan of everything Lewis Grizzard ever wrote, I find the pages of the A.J.C. to have a gap that has yet to be filled in these ten years. It is my hope that some of Lewis' old articles can be reprinted for the entertainment of those too young to know him, and those of us who remember him. Maybe one of those young readers can be inspired, and one day step up to the plate and fill the emptiness left by a great southerner.
I CAN'T BELIEVE LEWIS HAS BEEN GONE 10 YEARS. HIS ARTICLES AND BOOKS COULD ALWAYS CHEER ANYONE UP. I WAS ALWAYS PROUD TO SAY I LIVE NEAR LEWIS. I NEVER MET HIM BUT IT WOULD HAVE BEEN A REAL PLEASURE.
MISS YOU, LEWIS.
PATRON SAINT OF METHODISM: As a United Methodist pastor, I have quoted St. Lewis, patron saint of Methodism, at many rain soaked or freezing funerals. "No matter how important you are, the number of people who come to your funeral depends on the weather!" Thank you, St. Lewis, they always laugh--on a day that needs your humor.
Thank you Lewis Grizzard for giving this Yankee something to laugh at in the south! You changed my whole outlook on Georgia. I was determined to be miserable here, until I read your books. ALL of them. You will be greatly missed!
The AJC has never been the same since we lost you. I always looked forward to your columns--you were a ray of sunshine. We need your humor today. I had the pleasure of talking to you on the phone on several occasions, since you were a friend of one of my former bosses. You were as delightful to talk to as you were in print. I have most of your books, which I will always treasure. You were a gem and someone Georgia should have been proud to call its son.
Lewis Grizzard was, and continues to be, a huge inspiration to me as a journalist and as a human being. Not a day goes by that we don't listen to one of his tapes or read some of his old columns. I will always miss him, and he can never be replaced. We were proud, in July of 1995, to give our daughter the middle name "Lew," and even prouder now, when she asks how she got her name.
Years after Lewis died, we had the crazy idea to move out of state. We lived three long years in the northwest and until we could return, I kept my copy of "If I Ever Get Back to Georgia, I'm Going to Nail My Feet to the Ground" close by. Thanks, Lewis!
A part of the South DID DIE with Lewis Grizzard. His quiet humor that made us laugh out loud reading it was not even eggagerated. He made the South look like what it is, in a very dignified, non hillbilly manner- and I miss reading his stuff.
Lewis Grizzard, a Great American and True Southerner. My neighbors thought I was nuts because they could hear me 'laffin out loud' while alone in my house reading one of your books.(I kept the windows up alot).I cried when you died and have taken my children on the pilgrimage to your grave. I would have married you if we had ever met and you had asked.(This was before Dedra, of course.)
Your Mama raised you right.
I miss you.
Thank you, Lewis, for all that good ol' southern humor. Your articles and books were always entertaing and made one proud to be a fellow southerner. I know that you are in a good place and have rejoined your momma 'n them as well as your beloved dog, catfish.
My family and I miss you very much.
Peace and blessings,
A peice of the South died when they laid ole' Lewis down. Thank God Lewis Grizzard shared what he knew best. To Lewis, and the rest of us, there will never be anything better than the South. Those of us who were fortunate enough to have a good rasin' in the South are still proud to have Lewis Grizzard as our voice. God bless the Grizzard family and friends. I hope that Heaven is all Lewis wanted it to be....a never ending supply of Camels and all the fried chicken he can eat.
I'll never forget you, Lewis, and all of the enjoyment I received from your articles and books. I still have most of them. You were a rare one & I love you & miss you.
I enjoyed his articles, read his books, and was lucky enough to be in the audience three times when he was the featured speaker. He came along at a rare time, when the South he loved so much was changing rapidly. The changes were not all good and he was brave enough to point them out with humor. It seems unjust that such a talent was taken away at so young an age, but we must be thankful that he was with us for a while.
There is not a day goes by that I don't think of Lewis Gizzard. I have most of your books. I also have the last book you started and your dear wife and friends finished. I have laughted and cried with you. I lost my mother last June. It was one of the toughest times of my life. When I got home from the funeral I looked on my shelf and my eyes were fixed on your book "Call Your Mama, I Wish I Could Call Mine" . I took the book down and would read a while and cry for a while. What a comfort that book is to me. Thank you Lewis Gizzard for every one of your books. My son is 22 years old. He was only 12 when you died. He has read all of the books I have of yours. Your legacy will live on for generations to come.
Lewis "you done your mama proud" and the state of Georgia too.
Thanks AJC for letting us remember Lewis Gizzard.
I still miss you Lewis. I bought all of your books and you even autographed a few of them for me. When I moved to Huntsville, AL you performed at the Civic Center and I was privileged to see you. You didn't look too well at the time and we were told you were having your fourth surgery soon. You were the most entertaining performer I've ever seen and a prolific writer. I loved your humor and still play your tapes when I travel.
Lewis is like a good memory,he can always bring a smile to our faces.His writings are greatly missed.
My sister,Susan,and I still miss you
so much. We enjoy rereading your books. Judy and Susan
mr. grizzard was good therapy for lots of folks..we sorely miss him.
I once, as a young man, played golf whenever I could. I never dammed a creek (a fear of water makes showers interesting), but have thrown dirt clods. Yes, they do sometimes have rocks, and yes they DO hurt. Lewis's column on golf in Moreland was able to cheer me up.
Yes, I've even had the shanks so bad I named my dog Shank. Working at the Homestead Hotel many a year ago and living in a renovated barn at the legendary Upper Cascades Golf Course, I was in near heaven; why even Swinging Sam Snead lived up the road a bit. When I would get off work I'd take Shank for a walk on the course while I played three holes with a 3wood, 7 iron and putter. I never got him trained well enough not to dig up the sand traps, but that dog loved being outdoors. Sometimes he'd see a squirrel and take off. I'd be yelling on the golf course "Shank! Shank! Here, Shank!" to the top of my lungs. I wasn't following that strange rule of being quite on the golf course, I just didn't want to loose my best friend.
when people got a paper lewis grizzards column was the very first thing they read. They also loved to read his books and they read them over and over again since his death. he brought a lot of laughter into the life of others for which we will always be greatful for.He is so truly missed.
LEWIS DID WHAT HE WAS BORN TO DO. HIS WRITING TURNED FROWNS INTO SMILES. HIS SPEECHED LEFT THE PEOPLE WITH AN ENJOYABLE EVENING. HE SERVED THE PURPOSE HE WAS PUT ON EARTH TO DO.THE BIG WINNER WAS AJC,ATLANTA AND THE STATE OF GEORGIA
What can one say except that I miss you and your column. I haven't even bought an Atlanta Journal since your funeral. I have almost all your books and read them quite often. My sister and I still talk about you and shed a few tears. We lost our Mama last June so now you have a special lady up there with you and your family. I did have the pleasure of meeting you one time at a Don Williams concert. You had parked your expensive car in a tow away zone so that is what they were doing with it when the concert was over. Not to be family I have missed you as though you were. Take care and I am going to join you one of these days.
LEWIS,I SHED A TEAR,I LAUGHED OUT LOUD,AND THANKED GOD FOR THE WONDERFUL,ALTHOUGH TOO FEW YEARS THAT WE HAD YOU WITH US.LIFE WILL NEVER BE THE SAME WITHOUT YOU.
Lewis Grizzard brought me home to a life I had lived....... through my daddy, he shows me heart and love everyday and he brought the humor of Grizzard to my life .. my daddy has been stopped numerous times with people thinkin he was Mr. Grizzard (in his younger days) and I think my dad is the heart of Grizzard taught us through his columns and his books ........thank you for helping me see my daddy as a person as well as a loving father ........
Can't believe it's been 10 years since you've brighted our days. Your column was the highlight of my newspaper subscription for all those years. Absolutely unique writer, greatly miss the humor!!
I am a former Cobb County resident who became acquainted with Grizzard by reading "Elvis is Dead. After reading that book I acquired nearly every other one he wrote. Grizzard's wit and perception of life were unmatched by anyone else. His critics should've lightened up and enjoyed his writings.
Your books and articles kept Georgia on my mind during 22 years in the Air Force. I reread your books often..you're missed.
We sure miss Lewis and Catfish. We sure could benefit from his insite on the issues today both here in Atlanta and the World.How in the world would he see these things in the eyes of a True Southerner?
Oh, Lewis, Lewis. Where are you when we most need you? I miss your observations, your humor, your rants and tirades. I loved how you loved your dog and ya Mama an'em. I loved how you cherished your being "brought up" in simpler times. I've wondered what you might have written about: The Olympics in Atlanta . . . Clinton and Monica . . . George W . . . the 2004 GA legislature . . . Michael Jackson . . . Hartsfield-Jackson . . . Bill Campbell . . . the state flag . . . Saddam . . . O.J. Simpson . . . Osama . . . gay marriage . . . Florida's hanging chads . . . rap. I can only imagine, and I hate that we'll never read those columns. I hope you're with Catfish and mama an'em. Thank you, Lewis. I miss reading you.
The best writer ever and missed so very much. I'm not as far north as Chicago, but I agree completely with the statement: "If I Ever Get Back to Georgia, I'm Gonna Nail My Feet to the Ground."
i miss you but i still love to read
your books you were the best writer
to come along for me
thanks for leaving all the humor
One of my favorite lines attributed to Lewis was one that was uttered when he became ill while in England during the month of September. The English doctors wanted Lewis to stay put but he insisted on taking the first plane back to Atlanta. As he phrased it, "I ain't gonna be caught in no foreign countries during football season." My sentiments exactly....
WE DON'T REALLY KNOW HOW YOU FEEL DURING THE RECENT LOSS OF ONE SO LOVED,BECAUSE THE PASSING OF ONE BELOVED AFFECTS YOU IN AN UNIQUE WAY,BUT DO KNOW THAT WE ARE HERE OFFERING SUPPORT,AS WE ARE EVERY BLESSED DAY,ESPECIALLY WITH PRAYERS AND LOVE FOR YOU CRADLED IN THE HEARTS OF OUR MINDS AS RESPECT TO THE BONE,AND WE JUST WANT THIS KNOWN TODAY.REMEMBER
WHEN YOU ARE FEELING DOWN,PULL FROM OUR POWER OF RESPECT!!!!
WH AT OUR WORLD NEEDS NOW SUNNYSIDE UP IS OBVIATE LAW AND OUR OBVIATE WORLD RESPECT OF WORLD PEACE!
AS A COMEDIAN AS WELL AS A MENTOR & MINISTER MYSELF, THE LATE MR. LEWIS GRIZZARD WAS AN INSPIRATION WITH HUMOUR. HE WILL BE MISSED.
["MEN-YAH-STAR(Minister)"]F RANKIEDOT GREEN SAWYER
You are remembered and missed.
Lewis, you were one of those folks who come along once in a lifetime, and I have enjoyed your books and have laughed until my sides hurt sometimes. I'll see you up yonder one of these days, and we'll swap stories.
The highlight of my newspaper reading was Lewis' column. I looked forward to it and missed it on the days it was not scheduled.I am
A "Yankee" by birth, but Southern by choice and Lewis very rarely wrote anything I disagreed with.
I was lucky enough to hear him in person at a Chamber Of Commerce dinner in Tifton, and every time he appeared on TV I tried to listen.
We have some of his audio tapes that we listen to in the car.
All this is just my way of saying that I miss Lewis and I guess I always will.
Lewis Grizzard is the best american writer since Mark Twain!
I grew up in Canton,GA.my mother Martha Garrison,and two sisters Sharon,Natica and I have read all of Lewis' books. The stories he tells about are so funny,and sad at times,I really love GA.,his stories are really great to read, I feel like I'm back home. I met Lewis back in the 80's at Houlihands in Dunwoody,GA. we had a loud conversation,(the music was played very loud, back then).My trips driving back to GA. now are more enjoyable with Lewis Grizzard cd's and tapes. Love Always, Theresa Joy Knowles
Its so hard to believe that Lewis has been gone for 10 years. He was absolutely the best. Everytime Lewis came out with a new book, I gave it to my Daddy for a Christmas or Father's Day gift. Lewis seemed like family. My Daddy was from down around the same area as Lewis and we have relatives who went to church with Lewis. My Daddy passed away 2 years ago and I hope the 2 of you are enjoying each other's company. I can only imagine the conversations.
Lewis....we miss you so much. And yes my and your Bulldogs are doing just fine, but we still miss your columns about them.
Lewis, you were the best ever. I really miss reading your columns. Thanks for many laughs and for making me think about a lot of things in life.
To Lewis and those who loved him: Humor is so important in our lives as we deal with the ways of the world. To have lost someone whose viewpoint usually brought forth a smile is quite a loss; to realize it's been 10 years is hard to imagine. Thanks for sharing your talent with us. Lewis, I'm sure you've got 'em laughing in heaven!
LEWIS YOU WERE THE BEST
THANKS FOR THE MEMORIES
Lewis: We Love You. We Miss You.
Someday, In Heaven, We'll Be Together Again.
You Are Always In Our Thoughts.
As For Me, You'll Always Be In My Heart...My Friend.
From Rachal and The GRIZZLE Family.
I really miss you.and it don't seem right that your gone,I loved your books,and i miss seeing you,it was people like you that had it going on and we could count on you to tell us like it was,i know you got to be glade that your with Catfish,now you two can be together and share the good times again
I can hardly believe it has been 10 years since you passed on, Lewis. I read your column for years and was very sad to hear of your death. We could do with some more tales of Catfish, down-home doings, common sense social commentary, a poking fun at stuffed shirts. And some reminders that Delta is still ready whenever.
You were one of the best, Lewis. We miss you.
It is hard to believe that Lewis has been gone 10 years. I am from up north, but Lewis was one of those people that made my "integration into the South and UGA football" so easy. I laughed with him many, many times. If Lewis had been here in 1861 . . . we might have avoided shooting at one another - we would have sat together and told stories, joked and enjoyed our own specal brand of moonshine. You are dearly missed Lewis - and thank God HE sent you to us for the time we had you. May God bless and keep you until we meet again.
The worst day in Georgia’s history was the day the Yankees drove ol’ Dixie down. The second worst day was when Lewis Grizzard died.
Lewis, we love you and we miss you. Don’t worry about UGA athletics. Things are fine. A “No Child Left Behind” program was implemented for basketball players. This unusual and innovative program caught the attention of the national media. The final exam at UGA on basketball coaching principles began: “How many goals are on a basketball court?” Lewis, rest easy, athletics still rule at UGA.
A lot of changes have taken place since you left us. But one thing still remains unchanged. The Atlanta Falcons are, umm, well, still the Atlanta Falcons.
Seeing Lewis in heaven probably made it worthwhile when my own husband got there. How is Jordan doing? Jordan touched Lewis heart like no other...
It is so hard to believe it's been 10 years! You are still greatly missed...the AJC hasn't been the same without you.
I have loved Lewis since the first time I saw him and heard him talk at a club meeting in Tifton, Ga. in the very early 80"s. I've read all his books and most of his columns and have laughed and cried and gotten mad on occasion. He captured the real South and I felt "at home" with him. My husband and I use his sayings all the time. When it is a "hoax" it's really a "ho-ax". Living now in Florida and having part time winter residents who try to tell us how to do things I still say "Delta is ready when you are." We get bad storms here during the summer and I am forever saying "it is coming up a bad cloud." I love you Lewis.
The column of 8-3-81 when you told the world that Dorsey Hill coined the phrase "LET THE BIG DAWG EAT" is a slogan that will last for all time. Thanks again for all the memories...
Lewis, I miss you so much. The enormity of the loss just seems to get bigger every year.
I know Catfish was waiting for you at Rainbow Bridge and now y'all are together again.
Georgia (and the country)is just not the same without you in it. Hope you are happy in heaven.
Lewis' daily columns proved just the dose of laughter that I needed to get me through college and law school. Later on, I couldn't wait for Christmas when his newest book would become available. My family always knew that Lewis' new book was at the top of my Christmas list.
I am proud to say that I have passed on my love of all things Grizzard. My 13-year-old goddaughter, Jackie, in Bakersfield, California, is among the newest generation of Grizzard fans. She loves to read Lewis' books, and we enjoy sharing his stories. Just as my family did many years ago, I know just what to give at Christmas time. Lewis' books are always at the top of Jackie's list.
Clearly, Lewis Grizzard's greatest legacy is that new generations of readers continue to reap joy from his work, even 10 years after his death. Would that someone could say the same of me, someday.
Lewis, say hello to Daddy for me.
YOU ARE SO GREATLY MISSED !!!
I share the same feelings as all the others here - you are greatly missed and will continue to be. I remember clipping your articles and
sending them to my aunt Betty because she did not get your articles in her paper. You were a pleasant part of my life. I not only had to have the "first edition" of each book as soon as they came out but I had to be at a book signing also. So many times I find myself thinking what would Lewis have to say about that !!!! Oh by the way shortly after we lost you aunt Betty came from north carolina and we made a trip to moreland to pay tribute and had lunch at sprayberrys !!!
I still miss you so very much, Lewis.
I know God loves you Lewis, and so do I.
I remember where I was when I heard about Lewis Grizzard's death. Headed to Atlanta from Fort Benning. Happened to be in Atlanta this weekend or it would have gone bye without knowing. funny how things happen in this life.
Thanks for the laughter and the tears.
You'll be in my heart forever.
I loved Lewis Grizzard from the first book of his that I ever read. You couldn't help but love his style especially if you were from the south. Our whole family was saddened when Lewis was back in the hospital. I had a cousin to call me while my family and I were at a restaurant to tell me about Lewis' condition. We all lost our appitite and went home. I can still remember telling my son that there was still a chance. I think I was the only one who thought that. Again I liked his style.
My mother introduced me to Lewis' books when I was in the 6th grade. I would take his books with me to school and read them. I got in trouble quite a few times for reading his books in class when I was supposed to be doing something else in class. On the days his column would be in the Atlanta Journal, I would go to the library and read his column first and then go to the sports section.
Lewis was taken away from us far too soon. I would really like to know what he would say about the things going on today.
I lived in Atlanta for 18 years and oh how I loved Lewis Grizzard! It was great reading these columns today. It brought back so many happy memories and times! Wish he was still around to write for us and make us all laugh again.
Your writing makes me proud to be an American, a Southerner, and a Georgian. You are missed daily.
I grew up in Kennesaw back when it was still out in the country and enjoyed a childhood similar to what Lewis always wrote about. After high school I joined the army and spent the next 24 years in service. Every year I would receive Lewis's latest book as a Christmas present. I sure was grateful, it saved me a plane ticket home because reading Lewis was just like being home. I miss him still.
As a black transplant from up north since "90", I love Lewis...the south. You have to love yourself and your heritage in order to laugh, cheer or cry about it...and that is to be admired of anyone. The world gave us Erma Bombeck for women and motherhood...it gave us Lewis for love, tolerance, humanity, and the south. I enjoyed reading the entire collection of stories today...Thank you.
Thanks for the great memories and joy that you gave to a generation that needed to laugh.
Well, it was a nasty shock to hear, two or three years after the fact, that Lewis died. I had the pleasure of meeting the man, once, at a book signing at a mall. I also have read nearly everything the man has written. When someone asked me why I chose journalism as a career, I told them two people influenced me: Walter Cronkite and Lewis Grizzard. I hope that my career after college will make them proud of me.
On a Friday night before a recent Ga/Fl game, we took turns telling our favorite Lewis Grizzard stories. Lewis would have loved it, except for the game the next day.
I had the privilege of getting to see Lewis Grizzard in person at our local Performing Arts Center a few years before his untimely death. He was charming and funny, both on and off the stage. Nearly 1,800 people came to see him that night and he did not disappoint them. He left them roaring for more and appreciative of his insights and his humor...just as we still are 10 years later. God bless you, Lewis!
Back when you just passed, my mom had been in Atlanta and had purchased a few of your books. I was a teenager in Rhode Island and couldn't relate to anything that you were writing. I had never been south of D.C. Now I live here and I find myself reading through your books and wishing I had lived here when you did. I often wonder what you would think of Atlanta now...I'm a yankee that loves and respects Atlanta-and I don't want to live anywhere else. Wish you were here.
Lewis we miss you! and Atlanta needs you. Dixie just has not been the same after you left us.
Grizzard -- the only reason I began to buy the Journal/Constitution. I still open it to where his column should be, first. First connected when he talked about his father, a Korean War veteran, like mine, with similar psychological problems. A lot of what he said about his father, helped me connect with my own family when I returned from Viet Nam. I hope to meet with him and maybe introduce him to my father as well some day.
I was 20 years old when Lewis Grizzard died. When I heard of his passing, I broke down and cried my eyes out. You see, I grew up without my father as well. He was nothing more than a faded memory for me. Mr. Grizzard and his insightful, sarcastic, and southern wit, became a literary father to me. I read his column all the time. As a pre-teen, I understood only what I was supposed to at that age. But as I grew, I found a new appreciation for his charm. One of my favorite reads was his recollection of his Christmas with his father and how they helped a less fortunate family. I wanted Lewis Grizzard to be my daddy....and in a way, he was. My husband and I still talk about him and reference his genius quite frequently. He was the kind of person we should all strive to be....not perfect, but trying real hard. Oh, and I still hope to get a puppy and name him Tartar Sauce...you know, to compliment Lewis and Catfish.
I'm a 44 year old native GEORGIAN who grew up reading Lewis' stories. Prior to Lewis' death, only my two young children could do to me what Lewis could. Make me laugh and cry at the same time. I don't have many friends and never met Lewis, BUT, I feel like I knew him my whole life, and 10 years later when his name and face grace the pages of the AJC, it makes me SMILE!!!! My favorite article that Lewis wrote was probably his shortist. It took place following the GEORGIA-ga. tech football game in December of 1985. It was a miserable afternoon for the BULLDAWGS as tech put in on them pretty good by the score of 35-18. Matters were made worse by a UGA defector turned techie by the name of John Dewberry who ran and passed tech through the UGA defense like Sherman on his march to the sea. Anyway, Lewis' article was this, if I remember correctly:
Athens, Ga: Ga Tech 35 Georgia-18
Frankly, I don't want to talk about it!
The remainder of his long thin column on the the left side of the paper remained empty. Now, I know with Coach Richt returning the DAWGS to the top of the college football world, Lewis has got to be thrilled. Hell, he's got the best seat in the house. I wonder if there's a Varsity near by? I still miss you FRIEND!!!
Lewis Grizzard, gone from our lives for 10 "seasons"? Your words live, even today. I miss your true Southern humor thrice weekly in the AJC. From this man (married w/4 children) to you... "I Love You, Man!!" =:)
I loved this man. He often expressed my feelings and let everyone know we were proud to be living below the Mason-Dixon line.Being a woman I sometimes became angry with him about comments he made regarding our fair sex but after a spell I forgave him and returned to reading his columns.I miss him.
Lewis was quite a man...I had the pleasure of meeting him once,and a pleasure indeed it was..may he always rest in peace.
I was only 17 when Lewis died, but even by that age my mother had turned me on to the columns, tapes and books of the greatest southern writer the AJC has ever had the pleasure of employing. I miss his constant take on the events of the day, his constant assault on all that is Georgia Tech and his valiant defense of Southern culture. He is sorely missed, but I know he was on the 50 yard line in 2002 as the Bulldogs took the SEC title and he'll always be a Dawg. Thanks Lewis.
You left us too soon and our hearts are still heavy.
I was born in 1947 and "grew up" during the summers in my grandparents' small town of Georgiana, AL so I could totally identify with Lewis's humor. I have seven of his books, but I cannot re-read them because it makes me too sad.
He was the Southern Conscience for us all. A friend gave me the first book "Kathy Sue Loudermilk, I Love You" while in the hospital for back surgery - I quickly had to put it aside as my gut-laughing was pulling my stitches! RIP, Lewis!
Oh how I wish Lewis was around today to comment on the mess this world is in. No doubt he would add a bit of humor
Lewis Grizzard...where does one begin to express the feelings of comradery and heartfelt emotions about the man. I only recieved the Sunday paper back then, and it was with great anticipation that i get the section with Lewis' column first!! He always made me laugh out loud and I was deeply sorrowed by his passing, as I felt like he was a kindred spirit of mine. I have a friend in Atlanta who sends me papers from the Atlanta Journal when they write something about Lewis, for which I am very grateful. Last year for my anniversary(which is in October), my Husband bought tickets to a show that is in Rememberence of Lewis. I Love who Lewis was and stood for and will miss him always because of his great insight to see the humor of life, and the Georgia Bulldogs!!!Hence the full column of when the bulldogs lost and Lewis wrote nothing. So funny to me. Here's to You, Lewis. Hope you and Catfish are living the "Life in Heaven".
Ah, Lewis, we hardly knew ye...
I miss you EVERY time I pick up the AJC...
How time flies. I still pick up a Lewis book every now and then. The humor or sensitivity, the truth in them shines just as brightly today as when they were written. I wish he was still around to comment on some of the weird and unusual things that are happening today. We could use a little Lewis Grizzard to help all of this current mess go down a little easier!
During the past 10 years I have often at certain times caught myself wondering without realizing at the time what would Lewis think about something that was happening. For example when I go to BarB Q joint my first thought usually is I wonder if Lewis would like this place, and at ceertain events I caught myself saying I'm glad Lewis isn't here to see this or Lewis would have loved this. I never met him but was influenced greatly. I guess it was appropriate that when my other influence (my father)passed away five years later it was on March, 20th also.
Lewis, Is truly missed by millions. Lewis,his mother,Catfish have been catching with the news in heaven. GO DAWGS!
As a young man I happened upon a Lewis Grizzard column and he opened up the world of reading to me. All of the memories of growing up in the South around people rooted in the simple life suddenly had a voice in Lewis' column. He could take you back to the old country church where they still sang the old hymms and not the new fancy stuff, or back to school when you still got a whipping when you got out of line. He was the voice that never learned politcal correctness and I really loved him for that. I often say "we really need a Lewis Grizzard column for that" when there is an issue that really needs someone to speak from the Southern heart. I really miss Lewis and his writing, I would always go to his column first and hated the days his colum was not in the paper. Thanks AJC for remembering Lewis and reminding me to pass on the legacy of a true Southern genius to my two teenagers.I miss you Lewis.
I read the news each day and find something that Lewis could have fed off of. I sure do miss Lewis Grizzard. He will never be forgotten.
From tears to smiles still lives on thru your works
Rest in deserved peace old friend.
Ten years since Lewis died?!? It seems like yesterday when I read about his death on my 36th birthday (March 21, 1994). Even though I'm a Georgia Tech grad who now lives in Chicago (they still wear golashes), Grizzard was (and still is) my favorite writer. He was able to touch places in my heart and soul I didn't know existed. Ten years later, I'm almost the same age now that Lewis was when he died. I have an aging Collie in failing health. Grizzard's articles on Catfish now have a personal meaning that shows great writing is timeless. No one has come close to filling your Gucci's, Grizzard. Hope to see you on the other side.
My dad introduced me to Lewis Grizzard in the '80s. He would retell stories from Lewis' books and we would all laugh until we had tears in our eyes. The joy that Mr. Grizzard brought my father first and then to me is immeasurable. When we moved back to Georgia in the summer of 1994, I bought and laminated that wonderful AJC commemorative poster and sent it to my dad in Reno. I took my two kids to Moreland and to Newnan to visit the barbeque place, Sprayberry's, that I had heard so much about. It was a pilgrimage to go and sit where such an influential man had once hung out...
the man who could make you laugh until you cried and sometimes just cry at the poignancy of the snapshot life moments that he shared.he was one beautiful
W.S.A.B. Thank you Mr. Lewis Grizzard for helping us celebrate our southern-ness....love ya, sugar!
My mother always got Lewis' books when they came out. I loved him on Designing Women he was perfect as the Sugarbakers brother. He was a great and funny man and we all miss him. He's with "Catfish" again.
I grew up in Albany, GA. One of my fondest memories of growing up was sitting at the breakfast table in the morning with my family. My Mother would read the Atlanta newspaper and would often read Lewis' column to us. Later in life I met Lewis in Albany at a concert he gave, and a signed copy of one of his books is among my prized possessions.
I was living and working in Oregon when Lewis died. No one understood my grief. I came home to Georgia within a year.
I always thought that a Red Skeleton show I once saw in Johnson City brought the longest and loudest belly laughs. Lewis Grizzard brought the same and a few teary eyes. What a great writer and comic.
I couldn't wait to get my paper today, so I could read Lewis Grizzard's column. It felt good to read his column again. I loved to read about his love for his mama and daddy and his beloved dog. Like Lewis, I love the Lord, my family, and the Georgia Bulldogs. I am also a true Southerner. Rest in peace Lewis.
I couldn't wait to get my paper today so I could read Lewis Grizzard's column. It felt good to read his column again. I loved to read about his love for his mama and daddy and his beloved dog. Like Lewis, I love the Lord, my family, and the Georgia Bulldogs and I am a true Southerner. Rest in peace Lewis.
I miss Lewis's articles. That was my favorite part of the Atlanta Journal&Constitution.I always enjoyed it so much. He was a hoot! I know how he felt about Catfish, cause I gotta black lab too, that i love. God Bless you Lewis, you are missed by many. I remember when Lewis died,because he died one year after my mama died. They say the good die young. I still miss my mama, my daddy , and two sisters that have gone on to be with the lord. Lewis, I hope you are entertaining them up in heaven just like you did all of us here on earth! God Bless you. You were a wonderful southern gentleman. Lewis,you did the south proud!! Amen!
I did not become an avid reader of Grizzard's columns and books until after his death. He and Ernest Hemingway are my two inspirations for wanting to become a writer. Thanks for everything Mr. Grizzard, your work is truly inspiring. Pet Catfish once for all of us and GO DAWGS!
As a transplant from KCMO in 1980, I was shocked that such a southern, sexist redneck would even be published. His humor hooked me, however, and as his sensitive side emerged, he became endearing. By the time he died, he was probably the most real person I've never met.
Listen to him on A local radio station on the way to work every morning. Many mornings I have to sit in my auto until I can quit laughing before entering my office. It's sad that people like Lewis, who brings so much humor to our every day lives, have to leave us at at the young age he did.
miss you & thanks for the memories
My dad and I laughed at Lewis's books and stories. My father passed in '85 and I got all of Lewis's books. My son and I laugh at them today!
I finally had the opportunity to meet one of my heroes and my liife is better for that. Lewis, I will never forget the deep feelings of pride that you invoked in me of being a Southerner by birth and a Bulldawg by the Grace of God. I spent many a day at your Aunt Bett's having dinner and listening to stories of you and your Daddy. Then my life was made complete with a fine woman, beautiful children, and a wonderful labrador. Thank God Your words will live on forever! One of my favorite columns came after a loss to the hated enemy at the North Avenue Trade School when you wrote, "I don't want to talk about it." GO DAWGS!!!
Lewis left too early. I can only begin to immagine the fun he would have had with the Clintons, Cynthia McKinney and the Atlanta Sewers.
GRIZZARD,GRIZZARD,A legend in your own mind&mine,too..saw you in person @Lions convention in maconga,around 1987...read your books,even bought 1 hardback,'heart..a quart low...' AGREAT GEORGIAN-ALWAYS THE EPITOMY OF A TRUE SOUTHERN WHITE BOY ! THE BEST IN EVERY WAY--DEW
when i got a paper lewis grizzards column was the very first thing i read. i also loved to read his books and ive read them over and over again since his death. he brought a lot of laughter into my life for which i will always be greatful for. he is so truly missed
THE COLLECTION OF COLUMNS TODAY REMINDED ME OF HOW MUCH WE LOVED LEWIS. HE WAS ONE OF US, AND SPOKE FOR US SO ELOQUENTLY - US BEING SOUTHERN, BULL-DAWG, AND S.A.W.B. GOD, HOW WE MISS YOU LEWIS.
i miss him.i have all his books and read them again and again.there will never be another one like him which is sad because we need humor and insight like lewis had.the south of my youth will always be with me in the books he wrote.
The first thing I would look for every day when I bought my Atlanta paper was the Lewis Grizzard column. Lewis was one of the few people that could put something in print and make if funny enough to make me laugh out loud.
We miss you every day.What a great American.
One day while waiting for my plane at an aiport I decided to buy his book. Which book, I do not remember, but I remember how much laughter and enjoyment the book gave me. He reminded me why it was good to be a southern, including black southerns. His books and column were from that day included in my reading. Lewis Grizzard was one of the "Good People" that God loans to us, so that we have a model to remind us that being "nice" is okay.
Years ago when I ran across Mr. Grizzards books it changed my life. It was like he gave me permission to be from the South, to love being Southern, and to proud of my roots. I no longer had to apologize for being what I was. A white male, protestant southerner who loves his momma and where he's from. Thank you Lewis.
Lewis, you are missed greatly. I love your humor and sensitivity (except about Yankees and feminists - I am both). Maybe the facts that I love dogs and a certain good ol' boy have something to do with it...
I so much admired Lewis's sense of humor. He had a wonderful outlook on life.
Hope he and Catfish are having a great time, especially when they're watching UGA football.
As long as Lewis Grizzard's book are in print, the South of my youth will live on....you are still missed.
I miss Lewis Grizzard. He made me laugh, cry, think, smile and fall in love with the city of Atlanta. He is still the best!
Jimmy Minter is a cousin of mine, and as I grew older I saw what he saw in Lewis Grizzard. I worked at the original Longhorn in Buckhead, and prepared many steaks for him in the mid-80's. He always thanked me after his meal was done, and although I have long since exited the restaurant business, I'll never forget him for that. I felt sad all last weekend, wondering what he would have said about 9/11, and all the other sick things that are going on in today's world...
Wow, it has been 10 years since Lewis died, hard to believe. I have such wonderful memories of all of us hanging out at Harrisons on Peachtree. I still read his books and listen to his tapes frequently. He will always be in my heart. I miss him every day. I know he is having a good time reunited with his mother and father and especially with Catfish. I will see him again one of these days and we will have a drink together and talk about those DAWGS.
How the time flies by - it's hard to believe you've been gone 10 years! You could make us laugh and cry - all in the same column. You championed our roots and our loves - grits, barbeque, family, old hymns, and the Bulldogs. My collection of your books and tapes are among my most prized possessions.
As a family, we spent many hours listening and laughing to "On the Road" as we drove to Florida and still do. Imagine my surprise to find there really is a McKibben Brothers Funeral Home in Hogansville - complete with "hand held funeral home fans".
Thanks for the memories!
Well Lewis was one of a kind and sadly missed by all.Pet ol'Catfish for us all.
P.S. GO DAWGS
The ultimate uga fan and a great american.
I remember the day VIVIDLY that I met Mr. Grizzard. As a young impressionable kid at a book signing with Loren Smith. He talked with me as if we had known each other for years! I will never forget! Thanks for all the wonderful "prose" from your pen and I know Heaven is a much better place because you are there.
What a wonderful example of the possibility for human being. So full of love, wisdom, insight, loyalty, humor, gratitude, humility, passion, talent. My life was better because of Lewis, and I suspect that hundreds of thousands of others would say "Amen!"
Thanks for producing this memorial series. I hope you will make it a recurring feature. We still need Lewis.
Continue resting in peace old friend.
"To the end"
Oh Lewis, I have missed you so very much these last ten years. I have all of your books and have read them several times. I was lucky enough to meet you twice and have you sign my book that I was buying. So many times these last ten years I have wondered what you would have said. I especially wondered on September 11,2001 what you would have felt and said to all of us who read your column. No one can or will ever take your place. I miss you and think of you often.
I grew up in Marietta reading Lewis's articles. Like Lewis I migrated up north for a while. Reading his books always allowed me to keep my Southern roots and humility.
Saying I miss you and that humor of yours, is an understatement. I never had the pleasure of meeting you face to face, although I felt I knew you, having read each book you wrote and reading your column. You were the first (and only, might I add) writer that ever caused me to laugh out loud while reading. You helped me to understand what Georgia life and people were about. You were a blessing to me and many. I can't believe it's been 10 years. Feels like a lifetime. I miss you, old pal.
My favorite book, written by Lewis, is "Daddy Was A Pistol And I'm A Son Of A Gun". My upbringing was similar and he verbalized some things that connected with me and helped me better understand life. I laughed a lot reading the book. I cried too.
Lewis Grizzard was among the unique few that could connect your head and heart with your funny bone. Miss ya man.
You were the best of the best, and are truly missed.
It's hard to believe it has been ten years. As a loyal reader it was my pleasure to have about a ten minute conversation in the bar of the Savannah Hilton on a St. Patrick's Day over 20 years ago with Lewis. I lost my father, be ten years in Oct., and I often think of Dad & Lewis sittin there late in the fourth quarter of a Dawg game on a sunny fall day listening to Larry and I figure it's all gonna be alright
I discovered Lewis while living in Nevada. When the local paper stopped printing his column, I moved to Atlanta.
I remember such pain when I heard that he had died. I was back in Nevada then, The only columns I was able to find in a local store were about Catfish up and dieing, and Memories of Catfish in January 1994.
10 Years, Marcella the Golden Retriever, who by the way met Lewis and Catfish on Sunday afternoon in 1992 is also gone now. Passages and Memories, thank God for both. Lewis may be gone, but he lives forever in our memories. As for me I think the Dawgs can kick the Buckeyes behinds.
There are few who could write like Lewis. Read just one of his books and you were in love. I would lay back in my chair and the tears of laughter would stream out. My daughter would say, "Mom, Dad's reading that book again." We miss him dearly. God Bless.
Just read the 10 yr column on Lewis's death. Just wondering how he would feel knowing a yankee cried over what he read. Unashamedly I might add. I read his books and his columns for years, and have never ever gained the respect for any other writer the way I did with Lewis. God ;you are lucky you have him with you, for we sure do miss him here at home.
Lewis made us laugh and cry and laugh again and still does today, through his wonderful books. I can walk past the bookcase and smile just thinking about what is inside the cover of the books. Thank you Lewis for making the world smile and especially the South.
Kathy M. Hamlin
I can't believe it's been 10 years since Lewis went home to be with his momma & Catfish. I cried when I read his beloved friend & companion Catfish had passed. Catfish had a special place with us UGA folks. I lost my "baby girl" Kaos in March of 2002 after almost 17 years together. I'm still not over losing her but I know she's okay because Catfish is there hanging out with her. Bet they are sharing some chili dogs ! GO DAWGS!
I did not always agree with Lewis (I'm a Tech fan), but I always turned first to his column. He understood the Southern male, and just when you were amused or outraged by something he said or wrote, he would describe some aspect of life that would go directly to your heart and soul. His book "My Daddy was a Pistol, and I'm a Son of a Gun" moved me deeply and is one of my favorite works by any author. I wish Lewis was still putting pen to paper today.
Our loss 10 years ago was all the Dawg's in Heavens gain. God Bless you Lewis, and thanks for revealing the true south to the world.
May he be with Catfish going over to his Momma and Daddy's for Supper tonight.
God Bless You, Lewis. We miss you.
I met Lewis three months before he died at an autograph session in Macon. He signed books that I gave my father and boyfriend for Christmas. The two-hour wait to meet him that day was very much worth it. He wasn't cracking jokes and being loud. He was rather subdued, polite and seemed like a gentle soul. Classy gentleman. There won't be another.
I have never been so touched by the passing of one I did not know personally, as I was by Lewis' early death. He made me laugh and he made me cry, and for all of that I would say thank you. Lewis was the best of us; one whose humanity and humor brought pleasure to millions of readers.
You left us too early Lewis; you left us too early.
Just like Elvis, there will never be another Grizzard. His common touch was always evident in his writing and in his life. He would tell UGA President Adams to go ahead and check his bags with Delta. We miss you, Lewis.
The Ole Miss Alumni LOVE you Lewis. We all so much enjoy your great writing, Land of "DIXIE" Seems to Be at Peace With Past, Monday, October 16,1989. We Mississippi's love your kind words of The University, the Grove, and all that is true Southern.
Love Ya, and we miss you.
Ole Miss '71
I grew up in California and moved to GA in 1991. Lewis became an immediate favorite of mine the first time I read him. My Father's family is from North Carolina, so I guess I have a bit of the South in my blood. Lewis is missed by a whole lot of people. We need some of that humor in our lives, especially with everything else that is happening around the world.
WHAT A WONDERFUL THING IT WOULD BE TO HAVE HIM ALIVE AND WRITING DURING THIS TIME IN OUR HISTORY. RLW
Lewis was a genius. His style and his humor will always have an impact on me and the way I write as a newspaper man. He was the biggest dawg fan and god bless him for that. We miss you Mr. Grizzard. Now just one question, "are your ashes really spread out in Sanford Stadium?" Thanks AJC for believing in one of Georgia's best ever.
I moved to south Georgia in 1984 from Washington State. The southern culture and way of life was something it took this 12 year old boy awhile to get used to. Aside from 2 or 3 good friends, reading and loving books like "Elvis is Dead and I Don't Feel So Good Myself" and "My Daddy was a Pistol and I'm A Son-Of-A-Gun" made me a true Georgian. Now I live in Athens, go to Georgia games, and often think of Lewis on sunny Saturdays in the fall.
I can remember the first time I read Lewis' obituary. I felt like someone had Tore Out My Heart and Stomped That Sucker Flat.
Lewis, You were the only reason I read the AJC growing up. I am 34 and remember 10 years ago driving to Moreland to say Goodbye. You made me laugh daily and I plead guilty to using your material on a daily basis to induce chuckling, in your silent Honor of course. They say you should not have many regrets in life, but I have one that can't be rectified until the hereafter. I regret I never was able to meet you and have a conversation w/ you. I miss your words daily and your Southern Drawl Sense of Humor that is missing. Often times I find myself asking, "What would Lewis had thought about that" You made me Bulldog Fan defacto. Rednecks, and closet Rednecks everywhere should make your birthday a Southern States Only (South of the Mason-Dixon line) Holiday where only BBQ & fixins are et. Today is "Give a durn Grizzard book to a Friend Day" and folks w/ Black labs get in free. By the way, Admission is FREE.Seriously, share Lewis' work w/ someone you dislike,cuz when their done they will be your FRIEND ETERNALLY, just like Lewis. You will never be forgotten as long as there is a Southern Gentleman or a certified Redneck in the room mocking a Yankee or sledghammering a computer. Cheers Lewis. Was anyone else jealous of Catfish? Lucky Lucky Dog to be THAT MANS BEST FRIEND. GODSPEED LEWIS.
I first read Lewis Grizzard when I was eighteen years old, fresh out of high school and working at my first 'real' job. From that moment on, I always wrestled up a quarter for the newspaper.
Most of the stuff Lewis wrote tickled me--talking about ladies going to the bathroom in pairs or the way he wore his shoes without socks. He put 'those yankees' in their smug little places with his infamous 'Delta is ready when you are' comment. And you could just feel the love he had for his precious mama.
But the one column I remember most was about a young woman who had been gunned down in broad daylight during one of Atlanta's most violent years. Lewis felt the anger all of us who loved our city felt--his emotions radiated off the page, branding me and anyone else who care about Georgia.
At forty-two, I've read every Grizzard column and own every one of his books. When I need a laugh or find myself missing home too much, I curl up in a chair and for just a little while, I feel a warm Georgia breeze wrap around me. Though I never met him, Lewis Grizzard touched my heart, made me proud of my Southern roots and influenced the way I write. So Lewis, this Georgia girl just wants you to know I appreciate you. Thanks.
In January 1994 I too lost my beloved dog, a German Shepherd named "Arkansas". He would have been twelve in a couple of weeks, had he lived, just like CatFish. I'm almost ashamed to admit that his death put me in therapy. I refused to discuss Arkansas' death. Then one Tuesday my therapist greeted me by handing me a copy of Grizzard's column about the death of CatFish. That column so closely mimiced my experience that I was able to start to deal with Arkansas' death who was sometimes "all I had". What other people considered "foolish" (devasation over the loss of what was "only" a dog) he understood. So thank you, Mr. Grizzard, for understanding that the love of and for a good dog is one of God's gifts and for sharing your grief and helping me to deal with mine.
My family in Atlanta sent me many of Lewis' columns while I was away in the Navy. No matter where I was in the world, when I read those columns I was back in Hapeville, GA, my hometown.
I still miss you, Lewis...
Whether his column evoked a smile or a tear I enjoyed every one. In them I often recognized something of my own relatives, friends, and sometimes, even myself. His was a special gift and he is sorely missed.
What a Storyteller
I still miss him.
I wrote about going to Foster's mill
store and getting peanuts and a small bottle Coca-Cola and showing my son how the good life was lived.
He is now a father of 2 and he still remembers Lewis and a few family tradtions.God Bless your soul,
old pal we miss you.I can't believe it has been 10 years.
He was just awesome! If he were still here, Adams would not still be President of UGA and Vince would still be AD. I can only imagine the articles that he would have written about Adams condo in Buckhead and investments in Costa Rica and England. He would have stayed with it and I think that things would have been different today!! We miss you Lewis and we have really needed you!
My "Grizzard" books are some of my most prized possions. I was fortunate enough to see him at the Tivoli Theater in Chattanooga twice. He made me laugh until I cried and cry until I laughed. What a special tallent. What a special man. A Dawg-gone good man.
I don't know when I have missed a celebrity more! There proberly has not been a week that has gone by since his passing that I have not thought about this man.
Everything from just imagining what he would have written about had he been around to see Atlanta host the 1996 Olympics(Any one who remembers what a hey day he had covering the Demorcratic convention here in the late 80's knows he would have had a blast with the Olympics)to his great stories about the adventures of Cat Fish ,his dog. to his wonderful columns and books .I miss him so,so, so much! And to think I am a Tech Fan !Boy he'd love that
If only the Atlanta Journal Constitution had another columnist today who spoke up for Confederate-Americans like you did.
You are greatly missed!!!!
I used to live in Temple GA. We used to read his column on the week end while we were eating breakfast. Once he wrote about eating breakfast, how he didn't like his youlks to run, but just crawl. That tickled us.
He and Larry Munson are the only two people that you don't have to meet to love them. 10 years later and I still think of him often.
The date of Lewis Grizzard's death stays with like any major event. I was in Jackson, Mississippi on a travel assignment. The news, though somewhat anticipated, was still heart breaking. There will never be another like him. He never let anyone get too big for his britches. May he always rest in peace.
My grandmother introduced me to the humor of Lewis Grizzard. She loved his work and so did I. Everytime I drive through Moreland GA I smile and feel at home.
Born in 1946 and coming from a small town in Mississippi, I understood and appreciated Lewis's humor. We need him today like the country needed Will Rogers in his day.
Lewis Grizzard was a genuis who had a way of expressing opinions of alot of us sons of the south without a mean bone in his body (of work).
He made me laugh and he made me cry. I admired Lewis very much, and am proud to say I am a fellow Georgian, although transplanted to Oklahoma.
Moving from the ATL area to Rhode Island has been quite interesting. Thankfully, I still have my Grizzard books to remind me of my roots. Too bad my Yankee girlfriend doesn't understand real humor!
Lewis was one of a kind. My mother and father (who are departed) both enjoyed him immensely. I read him every day faithfully and then would call and discuss what he wrote with my mom. He had common sense, a good heart and was just plain good folk. It is truly hard to believe it has been ten years that he is gone. The world is a much less funny and warm place without him. We miss you, Lewis.
Time flies as the body slows down. Has it been 10 years already? The young 'uns (under 40) I work with think I'm a comic genius & all I've done is remember with fondness, the greatest lines written in my lifetime. To steal another... Lewis ... gone 10 years... & suddenly I'm not feeling so well myself. Thanks for the celebration of life.
We miss you more than ever.
A TRUE SOUTHERN GENTLEMAN WHO
LOVED HIS GEORGIA BULLDOGS DEARLY.
WE MISS YOU.
He could made me laugh out loud or put a lump in my throat and a tear in my eye. All in one paragragh.
After having my mom give me Lewis' books to read while growing up I had the pleasure of meeting him on a bus ride back to the hotel. It was after Georgia had lost to LSU in Baton Rouge. I was amazed and how quick his wit and humor actually were and how truly honest he was in his writing. He truly put himself in his stories.
He was and will continue to be missed.
Dog-eared and well-worn, my copies of Grizzard's books have followed me from Asia to the Middle East, and even into the wilds of L. A. (Lower Alabama). Everytime I get homesick for Griffin, all I have to do is crack open a column or two of his and I can smell the backyard tomato plants after a rain and taste my mama's Sunday cooking. There will never be another Lewis, nor should there ever be. With the very best things in life, God just broke the mold once it was made. Luckily for us, through his writing, we are still able to celebrate his poignant pieces.
This Yankee transplant misses your column! I actually stopped my AJC subsciption when you so suddenly left us. May you rest in peace with Catfish by your side.
Hard to believe it's been ten years since we lost Lewis. He was one of a kind and his take on things was a joy to read. He made stars out of Bubba and Earl. The one about UGA at the football game is the best joke I ever heard.
Then Lewis could write "My Daddy Was A Pistol..." and do a major job on your heartstrings.
Lewis, you were a classic and you'll never be forgotten.
Best wishes to you, Dedra.
You were 2 grades a head of me in High School, but you always treated us "lower grades" with respect (and Humor). I think you were Miss Sally's all time favorite- she couldn't get angry with you, she was laughing too hard.
We all took pride in watching your career. We still quote you often (specially 'bout nailing our feet down in Georgia, or how the Grey Hound is waiting to take some of these folks home.)
We miss your spirit and your voice.
Bless you, Boy, Keep God laughing til we get there.
No written word can warm my heart more than yours about the many blessings of southern culture. You're sorely missed fellow DAWG.
Through his writing, Lewis Grizzard was a part of my life while he was alive and will be as long as I live. When he was writing his column, I could not wait to get the AJC to see what he had to tell me. He had the gift to be able to pull the strings of all my emotions. I miss him. Thank you, AJC, for bringing him back to me for a day.
I wish I could write about people and places with the perception he had. His insight into the hearts of people, good and bad, was a wonderful gift.
I had the opportunity to work for Lewis Gizzard as a Temp when I first moved to Atlanta. I have never had an assigment where I had the chance to work for such a funny man. He gave me more laughs reading his books than anyone could ever know. I really miss reading his works. Emory Hospital just open a wing called Laughter is the Best Medicine. It is named for Jerry Lewis, but I think Mr. Grizzard humor would cure many. Give them a call, and ask to add Lewis. Oh by the way I'm a Yankee from Michigan, and I still saw the humor in of his writings. You are missed Lewis!!
Some columnists are miss some of the time, this special one will always be miss even after 10 years. Love to read your special country boy sayings.
Lewis, I love your writing style and stories--maybe because I'm a Southerner and native of Snellville. Although I never met you personally, I feel a closeness as I grew up hearing stories of when your Dad lived in Snellville and was a friend of my Mother and her siblings. She usually had an interesting story to go with snapshots she had of your Dad. Mother loved reading your books and newspaper articles and I'm sure she thought of your Dad and pleasant memories of her younger days when she did. There will never be another like you.
Since Lewis passed away, I've often wondered what he would have had to say about the world we live in now. Because he surely would have said something! We will always miss him. He was, "A true Son of the South"!
Ten years has passed much too quickly. Lewis is the only writer who ccould bring tears to my eyes; tears of laughter and of sadness. He was truly a wonderful writer and we all miss him terribly!
A true southern gentlemen, gone but not forgotten. Thanks Lewis for your inspiration.
Growing up in the south my husband and I could relate to Lewis' tongue-in-cheek sense of hunor. Many days I found myself chuckling behind a newspaper reading his columns. He was an inspiration to us and is sorely missed. I helped name my 6 year old son's pet lizard in his memory-Lewis Lizzard.
Oh, the things Lewis could have written about over the last 10 years. Monica-gate. September 11th. Michael Adams v. Vince Dooley. The War on Terrorism. Saddam in his spider hole. Britney & Madonna. Janet & Justin.
But none of them would have been as enjoyable as his stories about game days in Athens or a fast-vanishing way of life. People being courteous to others. Kids that still say "thank you" and please." Old men playing checkers outside the local feed store.
Lewis, we still miss you. Now more than ever.
There is not a day that doesn't go by that I don't remember your columns and your sense of humor. Somewhere you are hanging out with Catfish and your dad. Please know that you were loved so much by so many people!
GO You Hairy DOG!
I just want you to know that I married that red-headed, Yankee, Catholic nurse that used to take care of you in the CCU at Emory. Although she still says that you were a cantakerous old goat, she has made a marvelous transformation. She eats grits, fried okra, and green tomatoes. She joined the Methodist church and knows how to sing "Precious Memories". She now says that although she wasn't born here, she got here just in the nick of time.
I still read your books when I need a pick me up, or am the victim of PC abuse. My God, has it been ten years? We cannot agree, however, about them Dawgs. Any school that has a Fan Behavior Committee is somewhere I can't take my wife to watch football. I am still weaning her from Ohio State and Bowling Green. You and God do have a sense of humor though: my middle boy will be drumming in the Redcoat band in the fall. So who knows, you may see me in the stands for parents' day at UGA. After the game, I will make sure to have one for you. Thanks for the memories!
I can’t believe it has been ten years since Lewis and Catfish were reunited. I was pleased to find the tribute to Lewis and a selection of his columns on the AJC website. Reading those columns brought back many memories and reminded me of how much I enjoyed his viewpoint on most things in life.
We attended different schools together and that was our one big disagreement. I was at Tech while he was at Georgia. Other than that one small parting of the ways, we shared much. We both grew up in small towns where the news about you got home before you did. We were raised by loving families who ensured that we darkened the doors of the hometown church regularly. We love the South and everything Southern and disdain those who insist on telling us how they do it “up north”. And neither of us ever could drive by a good barbecue joint, even if we weren’t really hungry.
In a world of “copies”, you truly were one of the “originals”!
Lewis, we miss you buddy. I’m going to drag out my collection of Grizzard books and re-read every damn one of them.
Around our house very little time goes by with out a Grizzard phrase or view of life. A true Southern gentleman.
Lewis was loved in the South! I never met him but, read most of his books and felt like he was kinfolk!
He is missed! Those who read his works have fond memories...
At thirty years old, I have had the distinct pleasure of growing up (this growing still continues) in the great state of Georgia. Not anything, other than my great family has had a greater impact on my growth and formation than Lewis Grizzard. My mother placed in my hands his columns and books from an early age and his sage wisdom and humor has carried with me since that first day. From being a Georgia fan, loving my good dogs, and moving around the country only to realize Georgia is home... You led me Mr. Grizzard and I will always appreciate that... I hope you and Catfish are happy where you are.
I can't believe it's been 10 years. Lewis was a true southern gentleman and a superb writer. He could make you laugh and cry with ease and not take ourselves so seriously. Thank you, Lewis, for sharing your wit with us. You made me proud to be a southerner. And, Go Dawgs!
We will all remember Lewis Grizzard and Catfish. May they both remain together for all eternity.
I especially enjoyed reading Lewis Grizzard's comments from Heaven when Dr. Adams refused to renew Coach Dooley's contract. Even from the beyond, he is telling it like it is! Love and miss you, Lewis!
I still miss Lewis. Every time some event occurs I smile and wonder what take Lewis would have on it, e.g., the current basketball hoopla at UGA and the Adams/Dooley flap. He'd definitely have a slant that would be entertaining, yet cut to the truth, in his inimitable style. He was an institution.
My 21 year old son recently picked up an old Grizzard paperback he found lying in my office. And there he discovered the wonderful satire and humor within those pages. I did not stop his commentary, even though I was well aquainted with his recounting. It was fresh again, for the first time. Me thinks we were, for a short time, visited by the ghost of Mark Twain.
Mr. Grizzard has touched my life as I'm sure he's touched many others. His wit and charm are unmatched by any writer I've ever read. I truly enjoyed reading his writings.
However, as I read the other entries, I was touched by others who are responding to this forum. I actually had to hold back tears. Yes indeed, thank you God for such people as Mr. Grizzard. A truly original Southern Gentleman!
How time does fly by...it's been ten long years since we were regaled by his words. We do miss you, Lewis. To me, you were more of an "older cousin" than a best-selling author and humorist--and I never even met you. We could sure use ole "Skip" nowadays.
On the day I heard we had lost a truly great man, I was driving home with a new puppy for my daughter. I think of you every day, as "Lewis Grizzard" the cocker spaniel turned 10 a few weeks ago. Thank you for all the wonderful memories !
It is hard to believe Lewis has been gone for 10 years. It is like losing your best friend. I grieved for a long time after he was gone. To this day I tell people that the death of Lewis Grizzard affected me the most and I didn't know him personally but felt like I did.
Lewis had courage when no one else would touch it.
He is truely missed
Lewis, Old Buddy, we miss you and your writings and views of the world we live in.
10 years and so many stories left untold. One can only imagine the fun Lewis would have had with Clinton's pecadillos and how he would have tugged at our heartstrings after the 9/11 terrorist attack. He was and remains the most poignantly humorous writer of my lifetime and I miss his unique perspective greatly.
Along with Mark Twain and Will Rogers, the best writer ever. He understood the simplicities and complexities of being Southern. I sure do miss him.
Oh how I miss you and your wonderful humor about life and our Bulldogs. I am sorry that others haven't followed your lead in being able to be a comedian and keeping it clean. I have an elderly aunt who is 87 that continues to repeat the story about UGA "will bite you".
Rest in peace dear one, you made a wonderful contibution to my life.
Being a Southern girl who has lived in a foreign country (California), I especially loved his stories about non-Southerners. We agreed on just about everything except football, because I supported that 'North Avenue' team. He was like family and I miss him.
There are very few times in life when you consider a man you have never met a true friend.
Lewis was one of these for me. I felt like I knew him. I miss him greatly.
When you read his books,you can tell thy were written from the heart.
You dont feel like you are reading a story. You actually feel like you were there at the time.
Lewis is missed. Originals can not be duplicated.
Rest in peace,Lewis. I hope your mama is cooking you dinner every night and your daddy is finally with you forever.
Thank God for giving us people like you.
Mr. Grizzard's style made me proud to laugh about being a native Georgian. Though there are still heavy hearts about his no longer being with us, we can be thankful he left behind so much to continue chuckling at, in his books and archived columns.
Simply the best. Never have I read someone who could have you on the floor laughing at the beginning of a paragraph and holding back a lump in your throat at the end. I was only 16 when he died, but I already knew we had lost a great one. He is still deeply missed.
I can't believe you've been gone for 10 yrs. I really miss your wit and understanding of being a true southerner and that we can be proud of that. I hope you and Catfish are sitting on the banks of heaven keeping us under watch. God bless you Lewis.
As great a writer as he was, Lewis was much more than that. He was a true Southerner, a proud Georgian, and a loyal Bulldog. He loved what we Southerners all love - his momma, his daddy, his dog, country music, Southern food, and the Good Lord. He made us laugh, cry, and do both at the same time. He reminded us who we are and what's important. And when he was gone, we realized he was family to all of us. He is missed more now than ever. We are greatly diminished by his absence.
Lewis lost his mother about the same time we both lost our mothers. We never took the time to thank him for what he wrote. By the time we did, he was gone too. We still miss him. Don't you know what fun he would have had with the flag.
When I was a teenager I would read Mr Grizzard's books and actually laugh out loud. He was a great writer and I miss his work.