Her name was Betty, and how exactly we were kin is a long story that involves marriages, divorces, widows, and time, but it’s far easier to…
My mother’s father lived in Cooke County Texas, 50 miles or so from Dallas. He had retired there after he left the Navy, and bought some…
Every Monday morning, I send out a newsletter. I have done this for more than seven years now. At this point, it’s just something I do,…
On February 20th of 2015, I was exhausted. My wife was struggling to survive, and there was no guarantee she would end up on the list…
I spent this past weekend in one of my happy places – the mountains of North Carolina. I love it there, even if it is not…