Articles by Linda Brendle

No, I didn’t go to my local recruiter and sign up. Military enlistments are down, but I don’t think they’re desperate enough to accept a mature woman like me. I did, however, do something almost as controversial, and one gentleman who shared my experience said it was like enlisting in the Army. […]

In the past nine years, I’ve posted over a thousand posts on my blog. I began blogging because my son advised me that I needed to build up a following of readers in order to attract a publisher for my first book. […]

Last week provided lots of material for a serious post about the state of our society and our country, but I decided to write about something more fun – Kitty. The title doesn’t mean that David and I have adopted more cats. […]

For the last few days, Facebook, email, texts and all other social media have been full of messages related to the beginning of another year. Although most are similar in content, there is a definite difference in attitude. […]

I’ve loved Dr. Seuss since I heard him read Horton Hears a Who on the radio before I started to school. One of my favorites, especially this time of the year, is How the Grinch Stole Christmas – both the book and the movie. […]

One of my many favorite parts of Christmas is the outdoor displays of lights, but apparently not everyone feels the same way. […]

David and I have been in COVID jail since the Saturday after Thanksgiving when I realized I couldn’t smell anything. I didn’t have any other symptoms, but I tested positive, so we were advised to quarantine for 10 days. […]

Facebook sometimes brings sad news, and Sunday was one of those times. AJ’s Fish House, a community institution for 20 years, announced that its doors will close effective December 1. It is not only a great loss to fried fish fans in East Texas, but also to my family. […]

Like everything else this year, Thanksgiving is going to be a bit different. We usually go to the home of relatives for the holiday, but as the messages began coming in that various families were staying home alone this year, I began to plan my menu. […]