Failed Again
When it comes time for Jesus to separate the sheep from the goats, I’ll be with the gila monsters. I’ve …
Monthly Archives: July 2011
Sublime to Ridiculous
We would sneak out on Saturday Night. If we got caught we’d just say, “over to a friend’s”. It made …
Running Away
“I’m running away from home!” declared my 12 year old self. “How exciting!” My mother’s second husband, John, enthused. “Let me help …
I’ve looked at clouds from both sides now.
Years ago, a guest conductor of the Dallas Symphony Orchestra tells of the first time she addressed an orchestra as its conductor rather than as a horn …
Breadcrumbs on the Counter
Twenty-five years ago today, under the porte-au-cochère of a now defunct Ramada Inn in not-the-best part of Harry Hines Blvd, …
The Well-Gelled Aspic
Epoxies and gelatins give me the willies. If you don’t mix the hardener just right. You have a mess. Dawn …
Hummingbirds and Heavy Lifters
My great-uncle was a cattlemen down Austin way. As children, my brothers and I spent summer vacations on his ranch. Uncle Eddie lived …
Angel Fighting
Robert Terwilliger and Charles Laughton shared a fleshy face, pouty lips, and an intolerant gaze. Their placid deportment smacked of …
Keep It Simple, Stupid.
Far from the madding crowd of Bubble Trucks, Cathedrals, and Canon Mothers; we spend July 4 aboard Betty Jane in …
The One That Got Away
It was right here. In this space. I swear. While dressing for church this morning, I discussed with myself, …
