My first memory of singing was in church, the little country church where at least four generations of my Daddy’s family has been laid to rest. There in the midst of the creaking, wooden, individual theater-style seats and in my…
Last night was opening night of Street Robber, this year’s production of the Homeschool Dramatic Society. For the first time in all our practices (including dress rehearsal yesterday morning), everything came together — the lines, the music, the cues, the…
Lee and Pup McCarty moved to Oxford, Mississippi, in the late 1940s to study at Ole Miss. Lee planned to be a scientist, but he was also interested in art, particularly in jewelry-making. It was Pup who decided to take a pottery class,…
Ray and I enjoyed a sweet day trip away from home yesterday. We left just after six a.m. and got to Tennessee’s Sequatchie Valley in time to look down at the rivers of fog suspended over the valley. When we…
Ray and I went into town last evening to meet our friends Garth and Terry for supper. We all enjoyed a rousing game of Nertz at their house with their college-aged daughter and niece before Ray and I had a quiet drive home.…
Most people probably think puppets are for kids, but I don’t expect ever to get tired of them. We actually had two homeschooling experiences with puppets and both times they involved elderly people. When Mary Evelyn and a homeschooled friend…
