Face-to-Face
The year is 1968. My workplace in Dallas is having its employees’ Christmas’ family night. The 18-month-old boy here is Ryan, my son. Notice the Nehru suit along with the Beatles’ haircut. Also, notice the look on my boy’s face – he wasn’t at all impressed with the Santa who was giving out Christmas stockings.…
Peace is my Governor
Yesterday, a sweet new friend I’ve met here in Austin, asked me for the website for my daily blog. Not only do I blog on my Google website, but I also post it here on Facebook: http://livinginthepeacezone.blogspot.com/ I started blogging years ago, back when it would have seemed I had every right in the world…