Dear Ron, Jon and Jenna, He saw the train and tried to duck it kicked first the gas and then the bucket … Burma Shave In circa 1949, we were driving from Medford to Milwaukee; Dad, Mom, Baby Mary and I. Dad had a new dark grey Chevrolet Coupe Deluxe. I sat in the back…
Kenneth, Kenny, Ken whatever name you called him was a very down to earth funny and delightful man, a member of our family for over two decades. He was included in all family events and holidays, in fact he lived with us on the mountain for about 8 years, before returning to Houston and passing…
One of the most important role models in my life has been my paternal Grandfather, Forrest Glen Taylor. He loved to joke, brag, tell tall tales but never lied about important things. He was the most honest man and the hardest worker I have ever known. As far back as I can remember, he had…
During a recent Prime for Life class I was asked by one of my students to write about the dangers of taking sleep aids in relation to DUI arrests. My blogs have been mostly about a person in my life who has left an impact on me, who and what I am. In a way,…
My office in Houston, Texas was fairly large, as I shared it with our part-time nurse Amelia. I was busy trying to rearrange both of our desks and the filing cabinets, etc. when Greg (a beneficiary of the program) came in said it was his day off and asked if he could help me. About…
This morning, thinking over all the years of teaching Prime for Life, my thoughts went to Nancy. Nancy was a woman probably in her late 40’s and had a long history of drinking problems. At that time I was teaching version: 7 of Prime for Life. Nancy came into the program in denial of just…
As I sit musing over the last three decades of my life, I have become aware of how much other people have influenced me as to who I am and why I am here. I strongly believe that all of us are placed here on earth to help others and in the process grow ourselves.…
During the unusual cold spell we had In February our outside water line froze and flooded our entire basement, so we have been dealing with those issues, oh happy day. We had a full kitchen, a small living room, a craft room and two small baths in the basement. Every room had some degree of…
Our family was driving home from a picnic at the Medford City Park in July of 1952 in Medford, Wisconsin when my Dad suddenly pulled over to the side of the road by Miller Dam on the Black Riverand began to weep. He had the car radio on and it was being announced that Dr.…
We had invited a young couple to dinner, in order to say good-bye, as we were moving from Twin Falls to Houston and we probably would never get to visit with them again. We ate dinner and had spent a couple of hours together reminiscing about things that we had shared together, when Gene asked…
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One morning in the fall of 1985, at the Houston Adult Rehabilitation Center, sitting at his desk in full Salvation Army uniform, was our Chaplain; Francis D. He was a very stocky man with white hair and dark rimmed glasses and a strong New England accent. He told me that he was from New England,…
My husband Gene & I purchased our home in the north Georgia Mountains on Monday December 12, 1994. By Saturday morning, we were all moved in and about to get ready for our first Christmas in our new home. Gene had to go into town to an auto parts store and asked if I’d like…
In the mid 90’s I received a call at work at the Atlanta ARC from a counselor at a federal penitentiary in Pennsylvania. He was attempting to relocate a long term prisoner, Jimmy T., who was due to be released after 28 years of incarceration. The prison system wanted to release him in Atlanta and…
Dennis M., another favorite in my long list of F.H.B.s, came to the Salvation Army Adult Rehabilitation Center in Houston, in about 1986. Dennis was tall, lanky, had dark hair and a prosthetic eye due to a gunshot wound. Dennis didn’t know how he had gotten to Houston and could not even remember ever holding…
In looking over the past 29 years I have been truly blessed and enriched by all the F.H.B.s in my life. I began this journey in 1985, the year I became a substance abuse professional with The Salvation Army and continue to this day as owner and instructor of two Driving Schools. From the now…
Working in the field of Substance Abuse for over twenty nine years, beginning in 1985 with The Salvation Army, I’ve had some of the most wonderful and interesting Fallible Human Beings touch my life. My husband, Gene, and I worked together for The Salvation Army during those years so his name will show up in…
One of the most powerful and comforting tools that I have learned over the years is learning to stay in the moment. We all experience times of discomfort. Sometimes we worry or feel fearful. Other times we can be filled with regret or embarrassment. Either way, we are uncomfortable. Those of us who have used…
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