Danny Beavers died this morning. He was a friend, mentor, veteran, teacher, and civic leader. I knew Danny from my … More
Tag: Growing up in Princeton
Wash day
When I was a kid (in the 1950s), Mom used to wash on the back porch. She had an old … More
The coming story collection … why I write
Debbie Armstrong and Me about maybe 1960? [Over the next several months I will share here at this blog stories I … More
I grew up beside the railroad in Princeton
I grew up on “the other side of the tracks” in the South in the 1950s and 60s. In fact, … More
What we learn as we mature; growing up in a small town
Louie with his “Dad” at the cabin I should be working this morning as it is the start of … More
“In my darkest hours, they reassure my soul and help me maintain my peace. They save me from myself!”
Breaking free
I sat today watching this over and over. My God Son Matt-Matt from Texas shared it on Facebook. How true … More
Somethings are not meant to be …
I was just a “mill kid,” the kid from the wrong side of those tracks growing up at the edge … More
What respect looks like and means to me
I was born and raised in the South to a Mother whose family was Native American saddled with a German … More
“A simple act of caring creates a ripple that comes back to you…”
A simple act … Our home place in Princeton was on the edge of town on White Street to be … More