This past weekend – a glorious Texas-style autumn weekend of golden sunshine, blue skies, vivid sunsets and star-filled nights – my house was filled with laughter and voices that have kept me company off and on for more than 30 years…some for more than 40…bringing back memories of those first slumber parties when we ate…
I started third-grade as a tomboy - crazy about boys, mind you, but pretty oblivious to fashion until Darla and Candy walked into the classroom wearing fishnet stockings. In 1967 you couldn't get any cooler than fishnet stockings. That's my first memory of Darla, but she moves in and out of other memories over the next forty years. For instance,…
Long Hollow 