I was asked recently about a scar on the back of my left hand. I told the story of how I got it when I was fifteen years old. I had very recently gotten my learner’s permit to drive. Mama and I were at the grocery store in Huntersville, loading up that week’s haul. I … Continue reading Scars
He Said Yes
Tomorrow, I will celebrate my fortieth wedding anniversary. I’m not sure that many people would have bet on that milestone actually coming to pass since I was only twenty and my fiancé only twenty-one when we tied the knot. We were high school sweethearts who got together in the early days of our junior year … Continue reading He Said Yes
Thanks to Mama
Thanks to Mama, I can write this. She woke me every morning, fixed me breakfast, and made sure I was clean and dressed appropriately for school. She stressed the importance of education and taught me and my older brother to be proud of our academic successes. Mama being proud of me made me love school, … Continue reading Thanks to Mama
Go Fly A Kite!
I’ve always known that my brother and I were different … opposites in most ways, really. When I was reading an essay by one of my favorite writers, Leif Enger, recently entitled “Why I Carry A Kite With Me Everywhere”, it got me thinking about our differences, which were evident even as young children. Curtis … Continue reading Go Fly A Kite!
Robin's Eggs 