Tag: Rusty Strait

Did you ever see a female Leprechaun? I did. Maybe less than 100 pounds soaking wet with eyes that glittered like stars at midnight. Her name is Linda Livesay. Never heard of her? I spent an hour or so with her recently and what an hour it was.

We often think of Christmas as our thing, celebrated in our fashion, allowing, of course, for Bethlehem. However, You might not have the faintest ideal

It is hard to imagine anyone without friends, and yet there are perhaps millions of individuals who long so much for a friend but go through life friendless.

I did some research recently on High School Prom Nights and came up with a not-so-surprising-to-me statistic about something that has been cherished for 80 years

Growing up "dirt poor" in the mountain communities of West Virginia during the Great Depression, “homeless” usually meant that one had no family. I was a product of “Appalachia” 30 years before John F. Kennedy discovered it.