I’m going to Graceland, in Memphis Tennessee, I’m going to Graceland For reasons I cannot explain, some part of me wants to see Graceland — Willie Nelson The first time I drove into Memphis was in February 2019 during a thunderstorm. It was cold and dark and the rain was coming down so hard my […]
Author Archives: Sandra
Eureka!
While monitoring our subject sleeping in Theodora’s room [Room 419], several lamps turned themselves on and off. First it was a floor lamp in the couch/TV area. Then it was the nightstand lamp right beside the bed. While we were marveling over the bedside lamp switching on and off, the closet door in the room […]
Livin’ on Tulsa Time, Part 1
I had no business leavin’ and nobody would be grievin’ If I went on back to Tulsa time — Daniel Flowers Tuesday, June 4: I drove in to Tulsa from Kansas on US-412, a four-lane highway that becomes Sand Springs Expressway west of the city. When Tulsa skyline came into view, I started looking for […]
Beto Who?
If there should prove to be one real, living Free State Democrat in Kansas, I suggest that it might be well to catch him and stuff and preserve his skin as an interesting specimen of that soon-to-be-extinct variety of the genus Democrat. — Abraham Lincoln Sometimes, when I visit my family in Kansas, that’s what […]
San Diego Redux
“I suddenly realized I was in California. Warm, palmy air – the air you can kiss – and palms.” -– Jack Kerouac I feel it every time I start that long smooth glide past the little mountain town of Alpine down Interstate 8 into San Diego: The air grows warmer, more kissable maybe; palm trees […]