I’ve been surrounded by musical types all my thirty-four years of life. My Dad
plays piano and guitar, my Mom can do a lovely harmony, my Grandfather was a
Baptist minister of
West Texas is long on churches and short on curb appeal. It is mythmaking
territory, a land where legends sprout more readily than trees. The names of its
towns speak the truth about
I am from El Paso, Texas.
The rest of America’s hope settles in its dust. It comes blowing down from both
sides and settles right there in the sand like many an
When my husband and I started to discuss where to look for a house, our
preferences did not quite align. Johnny leaned toward the affordable suburbs of
Katy, and I presented an unrealistic
Back in my formative, single days, I read an influential article
[http://www.communiquejournal.org/081003_sanjose.html] by Paul Soupiset
[http://soupiset.typepad.com/] in Communiqué
[http://communiquejournal.org/index.html]. He