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What is a Cracker Queen. She is Loretta Hannon, close friend of one of my husband’s brothers since their days at school in Athens, Georgia. Her popular, nonfiction tales are related to standing-room-only crowds at the childhood home of Flannery O’Connor. She’s had a number of stories on Georgia Public Radio.
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We are back. H.o.p. did not want to go to the Memorial and we didn’t press–the hundreds at the service would have been too much for him. And the two hour receiving line afterward. So I stayed at the house with him and helped friends of the family prepare, as they arrived from [...]

Several months ago I wrote about how I needed a new pair of boots, not having purchased any shoes in years. I wrote about how I keep saying I needed a new pair but never got around to buying any. I said in my post that now was the time, and asked [...]

So, as I posted, yesterday AM Marty’s father died. Then he got back in time last night where we were planning on going out to look at Christmas tree lights but we instead sat here while police were swarmed outside our apartment with guns drawn looking for what we don’t know but when we [...]

There’s been a hospital sheet lying on the sidewalk since the police left.

Darn, saw that a draft I’d done on this had accidentally posted and I’d not intended it to be. Oh well. Forget it. Didn’t happen. Agreed? S’right.

I’ve not pulled together my blog of “Santa vs. Satan” but plan to. Here’s one I did last year of “Santa Conquers the Martians” which stars a child Pia Zadora. It’s actually an anti-war film that had me clearly thinking way too hard, being as overwhelmed as I was. A fascinating bauble from [...]

So, Marty calls and I have H.o.p. in the tub, washing his hair. Marty’s gotten in from his mom’s and is outside but he can’t get to the building because it’s surrounded by police cars. He has purchased Chinese food along the way. We always eat Chinese on Xmas Eve. He [...]

This morning, my husband’s mother called to say she had just discovered my husband’s father had died. He has been declining the past 7 years with ALS (Lou Gehrig’s disease). With the exception of several hospitalizations from illnesses caused by complications with the ALS, he remained home throughout. Hospice people began [...]