My Best Christmas

My Best Christmas

My favorite Christmas wasn’t the one when I got the Tiny Tears or the Chatty Cathy, or even the Barbie Dream Kitchen.  It wasn’t the time we visited cousins in Iowa and I saw snow for the first time.  It was my father’s last Christmas. We didn’t know at the time, or...
Rejuvenation, African Style

Rejuvenation, African Style

“If it ain’t broke, don’t fix it.”  I grew up with this aphorism, and it makes a lot of sense.  The African version of this philosophy is a bit more extreme.  I will articulate it as, “If you can tape it, don’t toss it.”  If the Formica is chipped or warped, it can...
Nuclear Phobia

Nuclear Phobia

I heard the news On September 9, 2016, just before six in the morning.   I was parking my car in the basement of the hospital.  North Korea had successfully tested a powerful bomb that could fit on a missile and the missile could be deployed on a submarine from...
Beating the Heat

Beating the Heat

I was born in the year 8 BAC: 8 years before we had a window unit air conditioner in our home—a window unit in my parents’ bedroom.  We lived in Southeast Texas, near the Gulf of Mexico where hot and humid summers lingered into early October.  So how did we manage...
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