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a man of letters (7) – absence makes the heart…
Glenn at home in Richards, Texas before the war Remember the slightly underweight 18-year-old rural Texas boy who enlisted in the Army Air Corps in June, 1943 and wrote to his parents that he had to do “what I feel is right for me” … Continue reading
a man of letters (6) – love letters, that is
While Glenn was in combat training in the Midwest, Selma was busy getting settled into her new life in Waco at Baylor University. Since her mother didn’t have a car and wouldn’t even know how to drive one if she had it, … Continue reading
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a man of letters (4) – the boys go to war
On June 27, 1943, Glenn delivered bad news to his parents. “Dear Mama and Daddy, I know how upset you are about my enlisting this summer, but I have to do what I feel is right for me. I’ve finished two years … Continue reading
a man of letters (3) – prejudice by any other name is still prejudice
While the war took center stage in everyone’s mind in 1942 and my dad noticed that his hunting and fishing buddies in Richards, Texas had a younger sister, apparently hormones were also raging in my dad’s brother Ray who would have been … Continue reading
a man of letters (2) – beyond Pearl Harbor
When the Japanese attacked Pearl Harbor in Hawaii on Sunday December 7, 1941, America was shaken out of its apathy toward the war in Europe and the Pacific. The country was irrevocably changed. My grandmother, who routinely wrote letters to her family on Monday mornings, had … Continue reading
book club bonuses
The pub was packed as Pretty and I followed the hostess to a small room in the very back of the Main Street tavern known as O’Hara’s in Lexington, SC. Sounds of busy bartenders slinging ice into cocktail glasses and pulling … Continue reading
HAPPY PRIDE!
Thanks to my Wells Fargo ATM machine for wishing me a Happy Pride Month when I stopped by today to make a cash withdrawal. My first thought was to wonder how the machine knew I was a lesbian? Seriously. I … Continue reading
Dimples, Butch, Buttercup, Sissy… Sissy?
Pretty, the great Treasure Hunter, occasionally brings home items that fascinate. One such find this week was two versions of a board game I played as a child growing up in rural Grimes County, Texas. Before the television set took … Continue reading
