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They Wear Rustler Jeans
While at a sacred site in Assisi, Italy, I wonder what might be hiding in plain sight. And attired in brand spanking new jeans.
Musings
While at a sacred site in Assisi, Italy, I wonder what might be hiding in plain sight. And attired in brand spanking new jeans.
I awoke to learn that Terry Kay, my writing mentor and beloved friend, had died. And before I knew it, I found myself smack dab
You already know it’s going to end badly. It did. But there’s something to be said for self-dignity, too.
John Paul Schulz planted many good seeds in his work as a garden designer, writer, and friend. But my first encounter with him was a HOT
When it came time to mark the first anniversary of Mama’s passing, I knew exactly what to do. Yes, it was unconventional, amusing, and a
This one is in honor and memory of the great Southern Humorist Lewis Grizzard.
I broke down toward the end of this one. You can hear it building. I could have done a second take. Instead, I honored what
“Despite everything, life is full of beauty and meaning,” she says. Just wait until you hear her story. You shall be moved.
Talk about a nail biting moment…to watch a GED student faced with his true watershed moment…
Mama understood what it felt like to be flat-broke and brokedown. When we saw the stranger have the meltdown at the grocery store, she sprang