November 13, 2020 - It was Mother's Day afternoon in 1970 and my wife and I were playing with our son and daughter in our front yard. We were tossing a football around, and my wife fell while trying to make a circus catch. It was obvious that her left hand was broken, and medical attention was called for. We prepared for a trip down to the medical center in Houston, Texas, particularly Methodist Hospital, located on Fannin Street.

October 23, 2020 - The lowly chicken has provoked a number of interesting questions in the past, such as: Why did the chicken cross the road, and which came first – the chicken or the egg? These two questions have been pondered for many years, and every person must come to their own personal conclusion. I have decided that the real reason that the chicken crossed the road was because she wanted to get to the other side. Others have stated that she crossed the road to prove to armadillos that it COULD be done.

October 8, 2020 - P.T Barnum was right when he said that “there’s a sucker born every minute.”  I am living proof of that, having been taken for a sucker while on a vacation trip in 1965. I hope that my experience will be a warning to others who let their eyes overpower their brains.

August 27, 2020 - I need to make this perfectly clear at the outset, I did not play with dolls or doll houses when I was a young boy. However, when I was in the sixth grade at San Augustine, Texas Junior High, our homeroom teacher decided that we needed a class project to work on during the semester. Mrs. Dan Lowe decided that our class should build a doll house, or a model home. So, she drew up some plans, much like an architect would do.

August 18, 2020 - Every neighborhood needs a nurse, a woman who is always there to doctor the kids’ skinned knees, insect bites, minor cuts, and abrasions that are a part of life in the ‘hood’. When our family lived in Houston, Texas in the early 1970s, a Mrs. Whatley performed this activity in the Westbury neighborhood in which we lived. Through this “asphalt jungle” snaked a drainage ditch which attracted kids of all ages. My pre-teen son, Doug, loved to play with his buddies in this drainage ditch.