At Starbucks this morning the Pelham Chief of Police comes and goes, picking up his order like he does most mornings. I recognize William Faulkner's birthday (September 25th) like the good Southerner that I am. The past isn't dead. It isn't even past. I have visited Rowan Oak several times. One of our favorite Southern pastimes is following the path of the latest hurricane as it rips northward. Time again! September I always remember. We Southerners like to remember yes we do.