Agatha Christie didn’t need them. Mary Higgins Clark doesn’t want them. G. K. Chesterton spurns them and Jeanne M. Dams doesn’t use them. My hero Mary Roberts Rinehart steered clear of them too. They are superfluous, distracting, downright disgusting and completely unnecessary. What am I talking about? Cursing and steamy scenes. These authors wrote/write riveting, absorbing mysteries. My goal is […]
Jul 21, 2015
Just Thoughts
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It was a pleasant way to spend an hour and half, with four other friends, munching on Chick-Fil-A. The others, Barbara, Jeanette, Mary Jesse, and Joy are native Arkansas people and I, the only Oklahoman but they let me into the group anyway! Believe it or not, we found common ground, shared interests. They are fun ladies. […]
Jul 19, 2015
Two Squirrels and a Cup of Coffee
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Out on the freshly mowed lawn, two squirrels are getting their plans made for the day. Suddenly, one bounds, I mean really long leaps, toward the pin oak tree in the yard. The other scampers in the opposite direction and shinnies up the maple. Did they have a disagreement? Did they decide upon a parting of […]
Jul 7, 2015
What Did You Say?
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Conversation–that two-way street of someone speaking, someone listening; then reversing roles, the first person listening, the second speaking. If I had any advice for a young couple just beginning the journey of marriage, my advice would be to talk things over. (Nobody has asked my advice lately about anything, much less marriage) Decisions made by […]
Jun 21, 2015
Look What They Started
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Yesterday, descendants of Ben Willis and Levi Latty flocked to Tahlequah to honor our ancestors and get better acquainted with each other. Today is Father’s Day, a good time to remember the values, the strength of character, and the love of family these men left us. Many fathers were in the room; men who worked hard for […]
May 23, 2015
Food for Thought
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Does anybody remember the good old days when we pretty much ate what we wanted to eat, didn’t worry about how many calories we consumed or whether the flour was gluten-free? Or am I the only one old enough to recall when food was food, and were thankful to have it? I grew up on […]
