The Bottom 10 inspirational thought of the week:
Well, once I was a slave at the sawmill
Talk about a poor boy, talk about a poor boy
Never saw a dollar bill
Well, my work was so hard at the sawmill
Think about a poor boy, think about a poor boy
When you go to write your will
Well, seen my teardrops falling down
My wife left this sawmill town
She said, sawmill life had many sins
'Cause the gravy was too thin
-- "Sawmill," Mel Tillis
On Saturday night, during a rare in-season college football weekend off, I took my wife out for her birthday.