Thursday, March 19, 2009

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

Very unfortunate news reporting today

Irresponsible reporting has run rampant today.... media outlets printing "unconfirmed reports" over and over. If they're unconfirmed, then why print them??

Two links:
How The Media Is Covering The Natasha Richardson Breaking News

and this blogger expresses it so well:
http://vivirlatino.com/2009/03/17/natasha-richardson-gravely-injured-in-accident.php

Lovely Natasha is the epitome of charm, beauty, grace, and a wonderful and fulfilling life. Prayers for her and her family members.

Sunday, March 15, 2009

Thank you, Tulsa, I love you

I will always love my hometown, birthplace, TULSA OKLAHOMA...

I love Tulsa. My Texan parents lived here twice during job changes, so my brother and I were both born in Tulsa. But maybe Oklahoma is in my blood anyway since one of my great grandparents was Cherokee.

I certainly didn't want to move away from Tulsa to that dismal all-girls public school in Jefferson Parish, Louisiana (for a time, those schools separated high schools into boys' and girls' schools - it only ended up having us date boys we shouldn't have had anything to do with - boys who were NOT our peers from the classroom). I was in 10th grade but high school was essentially over for me at that point. I made friends in N.O. but no high school could match Tulsa's Nathan Hale at the time.

The best thing going for me in Tulsa was my wonderful drama teacher at the time, Charles Ellis, who owned the "Charle Ellis Studio of Drama."

I'll never forget him nor the day he gave a lecture to the class praising me and admonishing the rest of them... I was so stunned I thought I'd fall off my chair. I must have been about 13...

He was less happy with me at the age of 19 or so when I was living in a religious commune. I visited Tulsa and came to see him at his office at the Tulsa Ballet or was it the Tulsa Opera... I am sure he wanted more for me than where I was heading at that time.

Well, thankfully, I have a few more precious hours to enjoy here in my birthplace and I intend to make the most of it.

Truth is, it's good that I don't live here; no place could live up to the Utopia I wish for it. The religious commune was one of my attempts to find that Utopia; and a utopia it was for 2 years (until they excommunicated me - they had another word for it - definitely not a pleasant experience - they didn't like my new doctrinal views).

TULSA - one of my favorite cities on EARTH. Of the many blessings to be thankful for, I can count being born and raised (two stints and the bulk of my first 16 years) in wonderful, sweet TULSA, where there still live people who are the nicest people you thought didn't exist any more...