THEY CALLED ME "BRIGHT EYES"

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Saturday, September 24, 2005

TOT TWO TAKES 4:30 A.M. STROLL

That's what the headline read in the Shreveport Times newspaper back in 1967. My parents were in Washington, D.C. for some big political party for Mardi Gras and my brother, Jeff, who was two at the time, managed to open the front door and take a very early morning walk all by himself. Now, you have... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, September 21, 2005

ALL ABOARD! THE MAGNOLIA BLOSSOM AWAITS!

Since I've been thinking about all my memories of south Mississippi lately, another one popped up that I thought I'd share. I told you guys earlier in my Katrina blog that my family owned/owns a plantation home in Gautier, MS called The Old Place, which had been turned into a tourist spot/museum.... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, September 20, 2005

PHANTOM RANCH, HERE WE COME!!!

As we explored the area around the campgrounds, we discovered that we weren't too far from the only "motel" in the bottom of the Canyon called "The Phantom Ranch." I quickly decided that if I ever hike to the bottom of the Grand Canyon again, I'm staying there! I don't care how expensive it is. One... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, September 19, 2005

BACK TO THE STORY...

One of the things I remember the best is the smells from the canyon and the variety of colors. The walls of the canyon were a yellow-orange sand color but there would be places the shadings would be almost a rust color. But the smells are still most memorable. Of course, there were certain smells I... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, September 18, 2005

THREE DAYS, THREE SOMBREROS AND NOTHING LEFT BUT RAISINS...

Picture this: A family of six with two dogs and an entourage of neighborhood kids tagging along as we go on our daily walks to prepare for the toughest trip we've ever made. Of course, the walks weren't as much to get the four of us kids in shape as it was to prepare Mom and Dad. Nevertheless, every... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, September 14, 2005

NOVEMBER 22, 1963 - DO YOU REMEMBER?

A date so prominent in our nation's history yet so personal for those who remember it. An age of innocence was lost that day and it was just a month before my fifth birthday. It's funny how we remember some things in our childhood vividly yet other things we only know because we're later told. The... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, September 13, 2005

TICKETS, TICKETS, GOT YOUR TICKETS?

Little did I know that when my grandmother and I boarded a train in Dallas bound for New Orleans in the summer of 1964 that I would be living one of my favorite childhood stories. I don't remember this all happening but my grandmother has never been one for tall tales, so I tend to believe her. My... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, September 11, 2005

THE ULTIMATUM

I was two when my father issued an ultimatum: either I stop wetting my pants or he’d send me out with the neighborhood children in my diapers for all to see. As most of you know, he might as well have been talking to a wall for all the good it did him. So, shortly thereafter, I was sent out to brave... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, September 10, 2005

OH, CHRISTMAS TREE?

Since I was born six days before Christmas, when my parents took me home to our very tiny apartment (I'm told), the first thing that caught my attention was the Christmas tree. Mom said I was completely enamored with the lights and have loved Christmas trees ever since. Boy, is that true! The only... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, September 8, 2005

Where I began

I was born with my eyes open. I don't know how unusual that is but my doctor in 1958 certainly thought it was and he nicknamed me "Bright Eyes." I guess I was ready to see the world and I've always had a certain curiosity about everything since I was a small child. I was born in what was called... Sign in to see full entry.

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