Welcome to Bloglahoma, where the wind can sweep away the plain.
Teachers are the people we remember. On Saturday afternoon, I’m going to the 50th anniversary wedding celebration for two educators from my hometown, Pryor, Okla. One was my 7th grade English teacher and the other my junior high student council adviser. They also were supportive when I, as a young and brash adult, sought a… Read more
On my desk, as I write this, are two torn pieces of paper. One is a list of appreciated recipes by my spouse. The other is a business card promoting a nonprofit national orgnazition where I serve on the board. Both papers were torn by Jackson, a puppy rescued from a terrible fate by people… Read more
Work, life and service on nonprofit boards have taken over my most recent writing time. I’m overdue in writing about Syliva McMillan (I recall this as the correct spelling). Mrs. McMillan was the first teacher I encountered who offered time for her students beyond the published class times. There were three or four of us… Read more
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