or "out" in Kansas The journey to Colorado from Kansas in 1978 signaled the end of another era. I would be reinventing myself once again. The new kid in town, trying to fit in with peers that had known each other their entire lives. By this time I had become the ultimate Chameleon for a… Continue reading 38. Out of Kansas…
Month: March 2022
37. A House is Not a Home
I had seen the photos and heard the stories but it really didn't hit me until I walked up on it. A blue tarp still covered the carport, construction debris strewn about and upon entering... The hurricane had taken the roof and the water poured from above bringing the ceiling and insulation down. The wind… Continue reading 37. A House is Not a Home
36. The Little Kitchen
My brother and nephew picked me up at the airport Friday morning. I hadn’t been back for almost a year and a half. The pandemic, a winter storm that paralyzed the state of Texas for a week and then a catastrophic hurricane kept us from each other’s company. It had been to long. As I… Continue reading 36. The Little Kitchen