Today is February 7th and my father was buried on February 6, 1972, which is 42 years ago yesterday. I was nineteen years old and a freshman at the University of Texas at Austin. Daddy died on February 4th, 1972. I regret that my husband and children never got to meet my dad. He was…

Ray and I have arrived home in CA from Texas after what turned out to be a very long driving day yesterday (and a shorter one today). The reason for the long day yesterday was a multitude of delays due to ice and snow and subsequent accidents along Interstate 20 and 10 in West Texas….

Ray and I are in West Texas, sitting in our big gray van with Cordelia and Sammie (our Corgi and Scottie) at a dead stop on Interstate 20 West about five miles before the split to Interstate 10.  We have been sitting here for at least 20 minutes so far, as have 18 wheelers and…

Dear World, I have no idea where I’m going, but I fully expect whatever is coming will be good. I believe in the power of thought. I believe in the power of prayer. I believe in the power of people to make a positive difference, one person at a time. My father’s message to me…

I was saddened to hear the news of Philip Seymour Hoffman’s unexpected death today; it made it worse to learn that he died with a needle sticking in his arm. There is a part of me that thinks, “What has come of us as a society with so much drug addiction everywhere?” We have a…