As a child growing up in West Texas, there were a few things that signaled to me that Fall was coming – Labor Day, the beginning of the school year, and the Summer heat giving way to more temperate weather. However, there was only one thing that meant to me the season had finally arrived. Riding in the back seat while we drove across two-lane highways, I would peer out the window intently trying to spot a few bales of hay and bright orange pumpkins carefully arranged near the driveways or along … [Read more...]
One of My Favorite Thanksgiving Memories
Thanksgiving is such a fabulous holiday. It reminds us of the celebration first performed by the pilgrims who landed near Plymouth Rock seeking a new home where they could worship and celebrate their freedom. The opportunity to gather with family and friends is special for each of us in our own way. Fortunate football enthusiasts attend NFL football games or college football fans attend their alma mater, glued to the television. It’s so easy to be focused on the menu for Thanksgiving; … [Read more...]
Treasuring Aunty Gladys on her 90th Birthday
My Aunt Gladys has always been a treasure to me. She and Uncle Lester, who is now deceased, often cared for me and my brother when we were children. It was a period of uncertainty in our family’s life, as mother and daddy would travel to doctors in Galveston and El Paso searching for treatments for his failing heart. Gladys, Lester and their son (my cousin) Danny would move into our house, an extended family there to provide comfort and nurturing when we most needed it. She is our Decker … [Read more...]
Giving Thanks
With Thanksgiving nearly upon us, I am in a reflective mood. I feel so grateful for the life I have had. Not only did I have the best career in the world – serving children and parents of four different school districts as a teacher and school administrator – but recently I have had the opportunity to share my story with others through my two books and numerous speaking engagements. If you have read my blogs or my first book, Where the Water Meets the Sand, you know I have faced profound … [Read more...]
Kick the Can
The arrival of the Dog Days of summer have gotten me thinking about my childhood – in particular, playing Kick the Can, a popular after-dinner pastime in my old neighborhood. Each night, kids who lived within a two-block radius of our house would slowly gather, like itinerant moths drawn by the first flickering flame of a Lone Star lightning bug display. I grew up during the 1950s in far West Texas, about 30 miles from the New Mexico border, where it was crucial to wait until nightfall to … [Read more...]
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