Mary Bicknell Aneurysm Recovery Journey

When I looked back, I saw the hand in which she was holding her coffee shaking.  With eyes closed, she spilled out of her chair – slumping forward and to the right.  I tried to arrest her fall as she toppled to the ground head-first landing at the base of a palm tree in some some soft, moist soil.

“Carry On My Wayward Son…”

One fine Gulf Coast evening outside of Seville Quarter — probably on nickel draft beer night, a memorable incident occurred which I think about to this very day.

Love Potion No. 9

To this very day, I find this catchy tune thumping & bumping in the background of my mind. It always makes me think about my mom.

My Favorite Jerry Jeff Walker Song

OK, buckaroos…, this week’s blog features my favorite song by the artist who influenced my life the most. For those of you who know me well, it will be no surprise to you that this artist is none other than Jerry Jeff Walker. The song may be a surprise, however…