Recently I was singing “Raindrops on Roses, and Whiskers on Kittens, Bright Copper Kettles, and Warm Woolen Mittens…” My 10-year-old granddaughter, without looking up from her artwork, asked “Why are you singing an Ariana Grande song?” If you have followed my blog you know that my favorite source of entertainment and laughter is this fabulous child. First of all, I didn’t know Generation Z owned … Continue reading Raindrops on Roses
Breezy is 8. Her parents, Papa and I sometimes talk about how much we miss the baby Breezy. She is growing much too quickly. But we all agree that we love conversing with this older, wiser Breezy. She is simply, in a word, amazing. Earlier this year, when she was but 7, she, her older sister, Papa and I were dining at Taco Bell. Breezy … Continue reading Breezy discovers Michael Jackson
I met the musician James Taylor on a bitter cold winter Saturday in Santa Fe, New Mexico in the late 1980’s. He lived in Santa Fe then, so I suppose it wasn’t out of the ordinary for the locals to see him on the slopes, but it was a surprise for me. The morning started out very unusually. My college friend and I had driven over … Continue reading J.T. and me
OK. Maybe you wouldn’t have done it, but I did. I really don’t need to be judged by you for it. Yes, I have been to see Barry Manilow, Neil Sedaka, and David Cassidy in concert. And, no, not all at the same time. I’ve seen America, the Beach Boys, Dan Fogelberg, and James Taylor. I’ve seen the Judd’s, Juice Newton, and even Air … Continue reading Don’t Judge Me
Tower of Twins 