Sundays, during my childhood, meant making the arduous trek over hill and hollow to my maternal grandparents’ house for dinner. The scenic journey along state Route 11 bordered patchwork-quilt farms,[…]
As a doctoral student at The University of Georgia in the Marriage and Family Therapy program, in 1987, it was highly recommended that I become a member of the Georgia[…]
The arts school my sons attended had what is, in this day and age, a fairly uncommon situation for a public school. Most of the students were together for nine[…]