I knew all the neighborhood cats, and this wasn’t one of them
I quieted, but the panther was already ambling to its feet. Its yellow eyes gave me one of those irritated looks that cats have when disturbed as it glided lazily into the woods.
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The world probably had room in it — even for me
How, I was wondering, could homesickness affect someone who was so sick of home?
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I never expected to memorialize my father
My father’s mother wanted “a gentle man” for a second husband, unlike the first. I don’t know about the first, because he died long before my birth and my father rarely mentioned him.
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Once upon a time, Donna Parker and Trixie Belden saved a lonely little girl
FROM THE CHAPTER 16 ARCHIVE: For a child in small-town Alabama, books provided solace in summers without friends and activities.
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How taming a too-steep-to-mow hillside became a new hobby
I’d never been an outdoors kind of gal, but as my 74th birthday approached, I decided to tame our unruly back acre.
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Our visit to Alcatraz opened my eyes and heart
My daughter didn’t go to Alcatraz willingly. She grumbled the whole way, punctuating the morning with sarcasm: “Yay, it’s prison day!” Perhaps she was right — what purpose did it serve to see this horrific chapter of history?
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