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When I Was Two (The House That Built Me)
When I was about two years old we lived in an upstairs apartment in Tyler. I can remember wood floors and watching the TV game show “Concentration” with Mama while she folded clothes. I remember my brother Allen being a baby, and I also remember looking out of our second story window to see the…
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Not quite ready to die. . .not just yet!
A student once asked me if I wanted to die. “Pardon me?” I looked up from my desk where I was grading papers to see him standing in front of me. “Do you want to die?” he repeated. “Is that a threat or a rhetorical question?” “I’m just asking because you’re older and you couldn’t…
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Power trip. . .or, trip to power?
RECAP: My car broke down on the way to my last campout but I was able to get it fixed and I made it safely to the campground. (see the post here) I was set up and about to get ready for bed when the power went out. I had to wait until the next…
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Lights On Lights Off
Last I wrote I left you thinking that I had finally made it to the campground and was set up and ready for the night. Uh, think again. I got all settled in, rearranging and putting back all the things that moved and were put away during my travels, and was just about to don…
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Broke Down But Not Broken
A funny thing happened on the way to my last campout. My car broke down. Actually it wasn’t funny at all. It was awful. 150 miles from home, I waved my caravan pals on as I waited for the tow truck. I didn’t have to wait long, thank goodness. I mean, thank the Lord. Soon…
April Coker, Author 