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Callie’s Gone

Callie the Wonder Cat

We now have an invisible cat. I’ll bet you know just what I mean.

We did the deed last Tuesday. We never had a cat like that and never will again. Dr. Sides at Salazar Veterinary Clinic was extraordinarily kind and understanding, giving us “a little more time” so much that I lost count. Her assistant even put a soft warm blanket down for Callie to lie on. They [...]

The White Eagle

1971 hippie

In ’71, looking like this in Arkansas wasn’t “hip” but dangerous!

[Rediscovered this piece today while culling material for a book. Originally published April 14, 2011—republished here with minor edits.] One afternoon almost forty-two years ago, I saw a white eagle. It was during my Arkansas woods hippie days. Five or six of us ended up together that spectacular summer of ’71 on 170 acres of [...]

Yellowhammer on the Brain

woods hippie, 1971

Less than a year after resigning from Wharton County Junior College

Behold the historical record! Oh, the things that were so easy then, though you wouldn’t know it from that picture. It’s a scanned image of an old beat-up photo taken in Houston in late ’71. My father probably held the camera, which must have taken some fortitude on his part, something I haven’t recognized until [...]

Saturday Night Sermon

cactus flower

Taken three weeks ago. The blossoms only lasted several days!

I did something radical today. Namely, visit a friend who lives nearby. Who has time for crap like this when every burning issue—name one that’s not on fire—has to be decided right now, I ask you? But anyway, I went, and I’m glad I did. On good days any visit out there is a jolt. [...]

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