Francene
Deconstructing me
It was my Gerald Ford moment. I became president of the South Carolina High School Thespian Society because the president’s parents decided to move to Wyoming.
Francene
Ghosts of coaches past
I wasn’t sad to see Billy Gillispie go. Frankly, I would have given him a lift to the airport.
Francene
Piggish behavior all around
You say you’ve heard the story about three little pigs?
Not this one.
Francene
Not so pretty in pink
Poor November. It’s a month without a color, a month without a cause. Sure, Thanksgiving is fun, what with the Macy’s Parade, the turkey and the pie.
Francene
Internal combustion
In today’s society we live our lives out loud. Personal dramas spill out in memoirs and on reality television. Facebook shares our every feeling. “Wednesday morning.
Francene
Be afraid. Be very afraid!
“You BITCH!”
I really didn’t mean to yell. But she tricked me. It was ingenious, really.
Francene
It’s only black and white
I can’t pinpoint exactly when it happened. All I know is that it used to be a whole lot easier to tell right from wrong.
Francene
An indistinct possibility
I’m sorry. I am sincerely proud of Louisville, but “Possibility City”? It’s just not true.
Francene
(Town)hallmarks of dissention
Ever watched a movie so bad you wished you had those two wasted hours back?
