Greetings! What a fun afternoon! WLOX’s very own Dave Elliott interviews me for a segment on tomorrow’s 4:00 Show about the Mary C’s Ocean Liner Exhibition. And I had a delicious lunch with the vivacious Sarah Qarqish at Ocean Springs’…

Greetings! Sometimes the storms of life seem to never leave, Causing us to grieve. But never forget who holds your hand, And gives you strength to stand. (A poem for you written by moi.) Big hug, y’all! (Originally posted on…

Greetings! While channel surfing this evening, I came across this Gracely Inspired video. I’ve always found it interesting that Jesus talked more about Hell than Heaven. It is not His plan or that of Father God’s that anyone should go…

Greetings! Mercy me! How time flies! It’s hard to believe KNS’s toe-tapping, audience-pleasing “Guys and Dolls” opened at Biloxi’s Saenger Theater thirty-three years ago. Night after night, to sold-out houses, when the curtain rained down after the finale, the applause…

I love this month—warm days, somewhat cool nights, a respite before the onslaught of a sticky-hot, south Mississippi summer! I also love lilies and caladiums. It gives me great pleasure to lovingly plant the bulbs in winter. Then, in early…

Two weeks ago, yesterday, Center Stage’s hilarious production of one of Broadway’s most famous plays, “Arsenic and Old Lace,” closed. After that final performance—and the play’s record-breaking run of ten sold-out performances—everything went back in the box, so to speak.…

This Mother’s Day we spent at home. The demons of dementia are respecters of none, nor do they honor a special day set aside to honor our dear mothers. And this weekend, those demons have been very active, dashing around…

In the 1960s, the Mississippi Gulf Coast was suspended in time. Unlike today, there were no high-rise apartment buildings, garish casinos, ballparks, or aquariums. There were, however, magnificent houses, grand old hotels, mom-and-pop motels, full-service gas stations, sophisticated nightclubs, and…

Greetings! The only light that thrills me as much as moonlight is the late afternoon sunlight streaming through my living room windows. As dear old Walt Whitman once said, “Keep your face always toward the sunshine, and shadows will fall…

Dear Mom, I’m sending you a letter via heavenly mail. I’m not sure how mail works up there, but I hope you get this. Happy Mother’s Day to you! It’s bittersweet not having you here to wish you this in…

Greetings, Family and Friends! Happy Mother’s Day to our mothers, those living and those who have passed away. My dear mother wrote this poem while attending Clark College in 1946. She typed it on an old Remington typewriter, along with…

Greetings! With a bittersweet heart, I report that my dearest, sweet Miss Pete was called Home to Glory the day after Mother’s Day. Just like her to wait one more day to give her dear family one last Mother’s Day…