John Robinson
JOHNNY ROBINSON: The Dream Machine
Best I can figure, I’ve been using the same alarm clock since about 1982. The same one, just about every night since then. Huh.It’s one of those common old...
JOHNNY ROBINSON: Walking With Friends – Through Chemo and Beyond
It’s 6:00 AM, pitch dark and cold. I’m in front of my house stretching my...
Walking With Friends – Through Chemo and Beyond
It’s 6:00 AM, pitch dark and cold. I’m in front of my house stretching my...
Playing on The Railroad Tracks
My Aunt Flip and Uncle Walter lived in a small white frame house right smack...
JOHNNY ROBINSON: The Many Joys of Backyard Picnicking
In the warmer months we ate dinner on the picnic table in our backyard almost...
JOHNNY ROBINSON: No Blues For Memphis
“That's the largest free-standing elevator in the world,” a local proudly points out. “Higher than the Statue of Liberty.”Perhaps it’s easy to amaze me,...
JOHNNY ROBINSON: Running Roanoke’s Seven Summits; Fun for Fools
Descending the rock-strewn trail from our brief visit to the summit of McAfee's Knob, the light from my headlamp is waning big-time; it's fading...
JOHNNY ROBINSON: The Little Red Volkswagen Bug
It was a 1956 model and one of the first Volkswagens in Roanoke, or so the legend goes. It had been acquired by Garland's...
JOHNNY ROBINSON: Lessons From The “Old Maids”
Miss Annie worked for my dad as a dental assistant for many years. She was quite a bit older than him, and she in...
JOHNNY ROBINSON: Forgotten Farmsteads
The rock piles are the first things I notice that tell me I'm in the vicinity of an old farmstead. They're made of stones...
JOHNNY ROBINSON: Rust Belt Tour With The Boys
"Your turn to drive, dad!" That's son Ian, and its 3:30am on Ohio Rt. 23. His 2-hour stint at the wheel being up, he's...