The very first night I arrived in Mexico something wonderful happened. I was taking a guided group tour of the hotel complex here on the Pacific Ocean, and we passed by a loud-happy party. It was set up in the sand on the beach, a hard wood floor held the tables with a temporary stage … Continue reading The Red-dressed Lady →

“You’re from Texas, aren’t you?” I was in a bus station in southern Spain, chatting with an older American man I’d just met. His statement flabbergasted me. He was right, but how could he know?  Did I really have a Texan accent? I was born in Texas, lived there for the first 18 years of … Continue reading Texas →

Do you know the game ‘Two Truths and a Lie’? Try this at your next dinner party or along the hiking trail. Each person, in turn, tells three statements about themselves, two true ones and one bogus. Your friends have to guess which one is the lie. The object is to try to trick your … Continue reading Two Truths and a Lie →

Today, April 6, 2018, I am going to try something you may think is weird. I want to write a prehumous eulogy.  (I made that word up, prehumous.)  I want to imagine standing in a church and publically thanking God for one of my oldest and best friends, even though she has not died. Yeah, … Continue reading Untitled →