Month: November 1995

“The college is closing down and sending students from New Orleans for the duration of the hurricane heading this way.” My son was calling from the college. “Some of my friends are going to El Dorado. Could they stay with you if there aren’t enough beds where they’re going?” “Probably. How many are coming? When…

Recently, the newlyweds called after I was asleep. I remembered the call. I didn’t remember what we talked about. So I called them up to find out. “Arrgghh. I told him you wouldn’t remember why we called.” “Sorry, I had been asleep for a while when you called. I know it was something important, but…

“Oh, he is so cute, Kiss. Kiss. Kiss,” my daughter-in-love acted out her words kissing my son’s baby picture. Sometimes I am convinced the only reason she married him as for his cute baby pictures and for the stories I tell her about his childhood. Recently we talked about his headlong rush into life, especially…

I dressed up on Halloween this year. I did not go to a party or greet any trick-or-treaters. While my husband was busy with the fun at our front door, I was back stage at South Arkansas Art Center practicing for my 10 minutes in the play “The Hobbit.” If you come this Thursday, Friday…