The Have Nots…

The Have Nots…

The book “Maid” arrived at my doorstep yesterday afternoon. I read the Foreward and then couldn’t resist checking out the first sentence written by the author. “My daughter learned to walk in a homeless shelter…” I dreamt about that first sentence last night. In the world of the “haves and the have nots”, I will…

Lives On Consignment

Lives On Consignment

Lately I’ve been visiting the consignment shop around the corner. It has lots of high-end furniture and various types of decor. Everything is styled so nicely. On several occasions I’ve purchased something. There is the birdcage I brought home one day. It just needed someone to tighten the screw to the hanger to be as…

But Who Am I?

But Who Am I?

I was just a kid living out in the country in a little town in red dirt Oklahoma during the 1960s. Having been born in the late fifties. But then when I turned six I began attending an elementary school. And from that day forward I was no longer sheltered from reality. At home I…