Chuck Hinson
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Chuck Hinson is a freelance writer, entertainment publicist, blogger and record promoter.
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How Country Music Influenced the Love of a Family
If you grew up with country music blaring from your radio, you know that, no matter how old you are, those old songs can evoke some mighty pleasant memories. Sometimes, they seem to coincide with events that happened in your own life.
By Chuck Hinson7 years ago in Beat
When Lightning Struck My Heart
On April 8, 2015, my kitchen floor was full of muddy footprints. At around five-thirty that afternoon, I'd come in from one of the saddest moments of my adult life: burying my best friend—a Maine Coon feline wonder named Lightning—out in a little flower garden next to the house.
By Chuck Hinson7 years ago in Petlife
Lessons from a Bipolar Angel
Bipolar disorder, aka “Manic Depression”. In courtroom dramas, they're words often brought into play to describe a defendant's criminal behavior; in real life, I've heard them used as a crude verbal swipe at those with whom someone just doesn't get along.
By Chuck Hinson7 years ago in Psyche
You're Now Leaving... THE COMFORT ZONE!
Whenever the words "comfort zone" pop up, someone invariably asks what it means. It's really quite simple: each of us has a way of doing things that's comfortable to us. From the time we get up (in fact, even the position we sleep in when we're catching the last of our 40 winks) to the time we hit the sack at night, we do and react to things in a manner that's almost automatic, because we're so used to them. In fact, the things that cause us the most trouble in life are those situations that sway us from our regular "feel-good" routines—our "comfort zones"; they don't feel right because we're not used to them.
By Chuck Hinson7 years ago in Motivation
Training That A Dog Can Live With
Anyone who has a canine buddy living with him knows the importance of obedience training. All too often, though, it’s the dog that ends up training the owner, thus making it hard to get Fido to comply with any verbal commands at all. But there are things you can do to turn the tables and regain your position as master of the bark.
By Chuck Hinson7 years ago in Petlife
A Big Lesson from a Simple Banana
The old school bus #28 was packed the afternoon it left Pineville (NC) Elementary School and, about a mile farther, lumbered up Morrow Avenue with its load of rowdy-but-tired students. It stopped and deposited me, my younger brother, and Bobby—a kid with dirty hair, wrinkled clothes and a constantly-runny nose—just short of an old, dilapidated house with dusty bare spots among the weeds in the front yard. Bobby never said much and, when the bus let him off, took off running through the weeds and into the battered front door.
By Chuck Hinson7 years ago in Families
How to Wake Up a Sleeping Teen
One of the most puzzling creatures on planet Earth are those who come into this world as human babies. These small creatures move about within the female as they form and have plenty of room to move around and kick. In fact, upon their first appearance on their planet, they come complete with an extension cord (I think doctors call them umbilical these days, but who are they fooling? Everybody knows that babies are still attached to their moms until they reach 35). Certainly, if the Creator had enough room for those things, He could've easily added an instruction book, couldn't he?
By Chuck Hinson7 years ago in Families
The Day My Cats Hijacked the Computer. Top Story - July 2018.
My four whiskerlicking cats like to hang out in my upstairs office. One afternoon, having finished my paperwork, I took my Westie, Brandi, out for a walk. Leaving the computer on and shutting the door behind me, I went downstairs and, with scruffy canine on her leash, started out of the house.
By Chuck Hinson7 years ago in Petlife
Hey, Chicago – Can I Come Back Now??
It was July 1, 1999, when my daughter-in-law, 2-year-old granddaughter, and I left Ashland, Kentucky for the big city of Chicago. From there, we'd catch a train to Great Lakes Naval Air Station to witness Kaela's dad graduating from boot camp. I hadn't been to the Windy City in decades, and they'd never seen it, so I thought was safer if we took the Greyhound™ bus.
By Chuck Hinson7 years ago in Wander
