Dear Frank, Boy, do I have a story to tell you! There we were, us two Texas girls, all gussied up. Bess and I both had slipped on pretty cotton maxi dresses, our summer slides, the requisite jewelry. These were, of course, all
Dear Frank, I was watching a video today and my eyes welled up with tears. I had so many thoughts about what I was experiencing that I thought it would be a good idea to write to you. After all, you
Dear Frank, Looking at you - perched on those suitcases - I'm totally taken with your whole new look. Fay, my friend and web designer, knows me well. We go way back, as they say, having known each other for decades