In the years between 1880 and 1959 if you were homeless, orphaned or had no family and were mentally ill with no place to go, there was a place that became known as the Grayson County Poor Farm that might have been a haven for you.
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The LBJ Presidential Library’s recent civil rights summit seems to have achieved its two related goals, informing a new generation about Lyndon Johnson’s historic presidential achievements and demonstrating their continuing relevance to today’s issues.
Did you ever look for something in every possible place that you thought you might have put it before you gave up and went on to something else? I seem to be doing that over and over.
My 30-something sister-in-law sat on the examination table after hearing the doctor tell her, “You have cancer.” Her response: “Well, that sucks!” While that may be a word you consider to be vulgar, it was an accurate assessment of her situation. Illness is a problem we all have to face, and we are almost never prepared for it. It might be something chronic or it may be a diagnosis of something terminal. Either way, it can knock you down to the depths of despair.
Several years ago a garden club asked me to talk about one of my favorite subjects, but this time with a “twist.” I did a lot of research for this talk and don’t remember having written a column about it.
Fifteen years ago, a group of former Denison High School students got together in Denton and formed an informal group that became known as the Denton Lunch Bunch. On Wednesday, that group and many other former DHS students will be coming home to Denison for their first-ever Lunch Bunch meeting in their home town.
In the decades I have spent covering murder trials for the Herald Democrat , I have heard many tales of horror-filled, painful deaths. Recently I read, with some dismay, about a group of attorneys who are suing to find out the maker of drugs used in administering the death penalty in Texas. The lawyers say they need to know who is making the drugs so the convicted killers can be sure that their deaths, from those drugs, won’t be so painful that they rise to the level of cruel and unusual punishment.
A decade ago in another job in another state, I was hired to write gubernatorial proclamations. By the nature of a proclamation, it was the least-important job in the office by quite a stretch, which explains why it was entrusted to a barely-out-of-college kid.
Have you ever noticed how much kids reflect their parents in word, deed, and of course looks? I have four girls, and each one looks like they have been brought forth from the same factory (and they have). Their appearance marks them when they stand next to me and my wife. They are Taylor girls, and I couldn’t deny them, even if I wanted to. Their personalities are very different.
We are all familiar with the double underpass leaving Crawford Street from Houston Avenue to Lamar Avenue, which approaches the turn to Eisenhower Birthplace, and on to Crockett Avenue.