I had a dream
Between the two occurences of dad's accident and me finding him, he had a terrifying dream in which he was wandering aimlessly through a very dark, brambly section of forest.…
The eyes have it
Dad here; bad news at the Casa; at exactly 0328, we were rudely awakened when a train bearing toxic waste derailed in our neighborhood; haz mat teams were scrambled from…
The Story of Miss Ellie
Pops passed a year ago this month; after 31 years together, to say that this old girl has felt a bit disconnected since then is an understatement of epic proportions.…
Without a vision, my people perish
After camping the last two weekends with the guys from Step Ministries, it seems almost odd to wake up at the Casa on a Saturday morning. Thing are as they…
The Story of Mom
The story of mom: many have asked for the scoop on mom's role at the Casa; I've been saving it for today, 28 years of putting up with dad's shenanigans...…
My Story Begins Here…
Dad here. On a cold, raw day in January, my son Zach and I were making a high speed pass through a rural area east of Little Rock when we…
