My grandfather Julius "Papa" Houston

Good Morning!  I remember when I was a little girl, I would love to be in the presence of my maternal grandfather.  Everyone called him “Papa”; his children, his grandchildren, and anyone who knew him.  Sometimes he would let me go out with him to his vegetable garden and we would pick tomatoes.  Oh wow how I loved those tomatoes.  It was not uncommon for us to wash a couple off and eat them like apples right there in the garden.  Wonderful “creole tomatoes”. 

I loved that Papa always seemed to know EVERYTHING!  (more…)

Good Morning everyone! It’s another day’s journey and I’m glad about it! Life is indeed a journey. We are but travelers on this road of life. The goal is that we move forward, up, and on. Move we must! Without movement, we become stagnant. Stagnation is very similar to death because it means that not only is there not movement, but there is no growth. And something, or someone, who doesn’t grow ultimately dies.

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