Letters to My Granddaughter, No. 90

By | August 22, 2024

[August 22, 2024]  I’m from the poor Deep South, where I can still find my heart.  I relate closely with those living in small towns and on farms, working blue-collar jobs, local volunteers, small church congregations, and truckers.  When people ask where I’m from, I say, “I’m from Mer Rouge, Louisiana.”  Despite not living there for six decades,… Read More »

A Kid and his Pets

By | July 12, 2024

[July 12, 2024] A pet is one of the most beautiful things a kid can have.  Pets return the affection you give them, provide company when you are lonely and are loyal.  They also never complain, betray you, call you names – they are always there for you. As a toddler, my dog was a Cocker Spaniel and… Read More »

Granddaughter Letters

By | February 5, 2024

Letters to My Granddaughter, Epilogue [November 20, 2024]  Here is some good news. That skinny small-town boy from the Deep South – and born on the bayou (like the 1969 CCR song) – turned out okay. I would marry and have two children; the happiest days of my life were their birth and their growing up. Nothing is… Read More »

Dog Nose Smudges on the Window

By | December 21, 2023

[December 21, 2023]  I’m convinced our human relationship with dogs is magical. Not magical like a flying dragon or the Loch Ness monster magical, but magical like extraordinary, irresistible, and amazing. We usually think of animals as social creatures, but within their own species and while that is undeniably true, dogs have a stronger social attraction to humans… Read More »

Letters to My Granddaughter, No. 40

By | December 4, 2023

[December 4, 2023] My great aunt Marie Tabor was a beautiful woman, tall, energetic, smart, articulate, motivated, and dedicated to my Mom.  She was the sister of my maternal Bigmama (Grandmother Blankenship).  Aunt Rea lived her entire life in Little Rock, Arkansas, in a classic upscale neighborhood and was a hairdresser.  She had no children, which may be… Read More »