When I graduated from high school attending college wasn’t a given, especially for women. Nonetheless, I opted for college and was one of only a handful of women who did so. My decision brought raised eyebrows from friends, classmates, and some family members. “Why do you need a college degree?” was the frequently asked question. […]
I stood at the altar next to my husband-to-be and said “I do”, not knowing I was also saying “I do” to two ex-wives and three stepchildren—the youngest of whom was 5-years-old. Although I knew little about being a wife, and even less about being a stepmother, I was confident and willingly accepting the situation. […]
Going with Grammy to the nearby plaza and riding on the carousel was such a special occasion. I remember walking hand-in-hand with her and when the carousel came into view I squealed, let go of her hand, and rushed toward the carousel and my favorite horse, Daisy, a prancing white, wooden horse with an English-style […]
“Quit your dawdling!” Grammy tugged on my sleeve. “We must stop at the jewelry department before going upstairs for lunch and the fashion show.” Like Holly Golightly browsing through Tiffany’s, Grammy loved peering through Nieman’s glass jewelry cases oohing and ahhing over their contents but never actually buying anything. She eyed several necklaces eventually focusing […]
My father was born in Dallas, Texas, on April 22, 1922. His given name was Edwin, but everyone called him Ed or Eddie. I was born some 30 years later; according to Mother, he was instantly enamored with me. “She’s special,” he told her, “I vow to give her a special place in my heart.” […]
In 1968, go-go boots, mini-skirts, and the mod Twiggy look were in style. Like most teenage girls of that time, I wanted to be fashionable, but I knew Mother would never agree to my wearing flashy go-go boots or bearing my knees in some mini-skirt. My best option was convincing her to allow me to […]
