Sometimes I think back to Etta Bend, to the middle child in a family of three girls and one boy who grew up there, as the starting point for my family, at least for my mother’s branch. Then, of course Dad’s side had another starting point in Mena, Arkansas. From those beginnings came (so far) five, […]
Aug 25, 2018
Thoughts From An Antique Little Girl
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I have an appreciation for the word antique in recent years that I’ve never had before. I looked up antique in the dictionary. It means, in part (only the positive part) “desirable because of its age, beauty, and rarity…” An antique also represents a previous era in human society. I think, although I’m […]
Aug 23, 2018
When the Chat Becomes Deadly
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Will we have rain and thunder and lightning again today? If we do, I doubt that it will hold a candle to the day a couple of years ago when the Cozy Critters met in spite of threatening weather. Anyone listening in would be alarmed, but there was nothing to fear. These ladies were […]
Aug 22, 2018
Home for Christmas
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Are you in the mood for Christmas? What, you say! We haven’t even gotten to Labor Day? Well, just in case you’d like to think ahead, here’s a bit about a Christmas mystery. Nettie wanted nothing more than to spend Christmas with her uncle, Javin Granger, her last living relative. It had been forty […]
Aug 21, 2018
A Celebration of a Life Well Lived
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I think of my dad every day but on this day, there is a particular vacancy, because Dad isn’t here and I can’t hear him sing those old songs, see him dance a jig, or bake him his favorite pie. But, I can remember. And I do. I’ve written about him a lot, both here and […]
Aug 18, 2018
No Zip, No Dash, No Crackle, No Electricity
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The electricity was off when I woke up. Oh, my goodness! What a difference. Everything was still and dark. No friendly lights blinking on this or that appliance. No internet. No coffee!! So, I thought I’d just run over to McDonald’s for a cup of their savory brew. Running might have worked, but my […]
