by Priscilla H Wilson | Jun 14, 2011 | Writing
In 1986 Rod, Kaze Gadway and I walked the narrow cobbled streets of Avila, Spain. Every step immersed us in memories of St. Teresa. We rambled through twists and turns of the narrow streets and located the Convent of St. Teresa near the Paseo del Rastro. Built over...
by Priscilla H Wilson | Jun 13, 2011 | Family, Writing
By Rodney Wilson Three bugle notes caught my attention “C – C – E”. It was just 9 PM and I was sitting on the barrack steps. The barracks of Company 332 5/44 US Navy Boot Camp San Diego, California will be my home for four weeks. How proud I felt to be a...
by Priscilla H Wilson | May 7, 2011 | Writing
It is amazing what the sight of crashing ocean waves do for my thinking process. I’ve known for a while that changing the location of my work can release a spurt of creativity. I often leave my desk and computer to sit with pencil and pad on the sun porch at our...
by Priscilla H Wilson | Apr 11, 2011 | Writing
What Else Could It Be? A story a friend told me became the best present I received on my 80th birthday. Mary Warren’s story topped anything else I received that day. I knew for two years that my friend, Mary Warren suffered from vertigo most of the time. This made it...
by Priscilla H Wilson | Mar 24, 2011 | Family, Writing
It can be wonderful when your offspring plot against you. Daughter Mary insisted my birthday dinner had to be on the date. When I explained that we were signed up for a class at church, she offered to write me an excuse note. I gave in. Yes, we would go to dinner on...
by Priscilla H Wilson | Dec 18, 2010 | Writing
Parties, lights, candles, greens, and friends. All make this time of year special. Perhaps the most special is letters from friends, conversations with folks and unexpected surprises. This poem from our friend, John Thornburg, was a special surprise. FROM HEAVEN’S...
