Dr. Tyra Manning’s story is both unique and universal, as it demonstrates the pervasive devastation of loss while demonstrating how courage and love can triumph. Tyra’s husband was shot down over the Laotian jungle while flying a top-secret mission during the Vietnam War. She learned of his death while she was hospitalized at the Menninger Clinic, where she was being treated for depression. Tyra’s worst fear had come true.
Determined to fulfill the rest of the dreams and promises she and her husband had made to one another, that she get well and become a teacher, Tyra persevered through the darkest of times. Ultimately, Tyra earned a doctorate in education from the University of Kansas, becoming one of the nation’s top school superintendents.
She has devoted her forty-year career to helping children achieve their highest potential. Since retiring in 2004, Dr. Manning’s mission has been to share her personal journey of hope with people who are experiencing depression, addiction, and loss.
Though she travels around the country delivering the messages and lessons in her new book, Where the Water Meets the Sand, Dr. Manning is a born and bred Texan. She currently resides in the Texas Hill Country.
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The night after Dr. Roberts had told me Larry’s plane crashed and he was killed, I sat alone in my room at The Menninger Clinic. I’d spent the afternoon calling Mother and speaking with a colonel in Washington about Memorial Services. In the past, when my family members had died, people came to our house […]
Being bulimic and being hospitalized for only two weeks and going through the cafeteria line with overwhelming food choices, forced me to face one of my scariest demons: selecting a normal person’s plate of food and then the hardest, just one desert, just one piece of pie. Before I admitted myself to The Menninger Clinic […]
After Larry left for Vietnam, my psychiatrist in Lubbock, Texas, told me I could get better faster if I went to The Menninger Clinic in Topeka, Kansas. When he discharged me from the Psychiatric Unit at Methodist, Hospital in Lubbock, I moved to Seminole to live with Mother until a room was available at Menninger. […]