Another Circle in Life, of the Thigpen Variety

It’s no secret that my parents were not the happiest people on the planet, especially when they were together. One of my mom’s favorite phrases, intended to cover any situation in which my dad backed her into an angry and frustrated corner, was this…

“I should have married Burt Thigpen!”

Obviously, I’m glad that she didn’t – since I would have missed out on my entire life, and all. We heard that phrase on a regular basis. Dad blamed my mom for the boat’s failure to start, Burt Thigpen. Dad told my mom to buy $200 worth of groceries and gave her $80, Burt Thigpen. Dad lost one of his 58 pairs of work gloves and yelled at my mom about it, Burt Thigpen. The hair fell off the hindquarters of the German Shepherd mutt… well, you get the idea.

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Twenty Years of Procrastination

I’ve spent the last 43 years as a writer in the making. Why? Well, I’ve always been an observer of people and anything else I could wrap my tiny brain around. I was a perfect little (overgrown) angel in school, sitting quietly and paying attention. Did I learn anything? I learned that you don’t put a period after every. single. word. I learned that my high school chemistry teacher was on some heavy prescription meds. I learned that, in the end, math does have some legitimate uses. But I digress… I think writers start out as voracious readers, and in that particular regard, I started young and continue to this day.

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