How Are You A-Doin’?
On a recent Sunday morning, a lady asked me, “How are you a-doin’?” (translated “How are you?” or “How are you doing?” or “How do you do?” for those of you north of the Mason-Dixon line). She was not trying…
Month September 2013
Majoring in the Minors
I was only seventeen when I started college, so picking a major was not so easy. Because of my interest in political science and other social studies, I decided to major in urban planning and to minor in sociology. My…
What Do You Want to Be When You Grow Up?
I like adults who know how to talk to children. There are other questions to ask children besides “What grade are you in?” and “What do you want to be when you grow up?” Isn’t it embarrassing when an adult…
Ray’s Shirt Pocket
Just like his dad before him, my husband Ray is wonderfully organized. That’s why the local phone book and our family address book (which he keeps up-to-date) stay on his desk, instead of mine. He has also made a thin…
Granddaddy Wes II
Ray and I were discussing our plans for the fall the other day. One thing he would like to do is to visit his hometown. Ray’s daddy was an only child and Ray’s only brother has also moved away. The…
Granddaddy Wes I
Ray’s parents, Wes and Joan, had been married for thirty years when she died in 1975. Three years later Wes married a former neighbor whose husband had died. Wes and Christine were married for twenty years. Near the end of…