Good day, I hope this note finds you well. In August of 1960 (that would be sixty-two years ago for those who are counting), I...
I’ve always been attracted to strong women. It began with my mother, Sina Belle McAlexander Taggart. She was a quiet, reserved lady who dearly loved...
Good Day, I hope this note finds you well. The year was 1954 and I was eight years old. We had just moved to town...
Good Day, I hope this note finds you well. As many of you know, old men (and old women) like to think and talk about...
Good Day, I hope this note finds you well. As a child we lived on Gum Ridge Farm. Until I was four, the house we...
Good Day, I hope this note finds you well. In my first book, We All Hear Voices, Jack, the cook at Moon’s Bar and Grill,...
Good day, I hope this note finds you well. I did not come from a musical family. Our regular sources of music were the radio...
Good Day, I hope this note finds you well. Among the most gratifying aspects of the practice of medicine are the relationships you develop with...
Good Day, I hope this note finds you well. I grew up in the 1940s and 1950s in rural east Arkansas. As you know, there...
Good Day, I hope this note finds you well. I grew up in the 1940s and 1950s in rural east Arkansas. As you know, there...